You know someone’s gonna say it sounds remarkably like Obama, right? There’s this great Bollywood movie, narrated in a flashback, where we never know the main character’s name. In the end, the narrator refuses to tell the viewer the name because he says it’s too easy to derive religion from the name and add our own connotations and misconceptions to the story. It’s true of names, but also true of words, even imagined ones. We’ve pretty much ruined our language, ruined every language. The only thing that I think we can still use is the sound of a fart. It’s the only sound that still makes everyone laugh :)