(Main source for this one: An Introduction to Language, 9th Edition by Victoria Fromkin, Robert Rodman, and Nina Hyams. Similar information on phonetics can be found here or by doing a google search on either linguistics or phonetics.)
It is no question that the human capacity for language is astounding and complex. Much is still not understood about how we have been able to form such a sophisticated method of communication, and yet we still find ourselves in trivial debates over simple concepts, such as whether a word is spoken with one syllable or two. Why is this, you might ask? It is simply because some of us have nothing better to do. Take, for instance, the following argument. Now, it may be necessary to provide the reader with some scientific background so that they might better understand the point I am about to make. Thus, let us go into the field of linguistics for a quick look at the basics of phonetics.
Phonetics is the study of speech sounds, and each sound a person makes is formed by a specific place and manner of articulation - that is, each sound is formed based on both the position of the tongue, lips, and teeth within the mouth and the ways in which the flow of air from the lungs is altered or obstructed as it exits the body. To sum up these different places and manners, allow me to refer you to these lovely little charts, which contain the sounds found the English language (American English, to be specific).
Vowels:
Consonants:
Bilabial: lips together
Labiodental: upper teeth against bottom lip
Interdental: tongue between teeth or at lower back of upper teeth
Alveolar: involves tongue and alveolar ridge, which is the ridge just behind the upper front teeth
Palatal: front of the tongue against the palate (flat part at the top of your mouth)
Velar: back of the tongue to the soft palate/velum (behind the palate)
Glottal: down in the throat somewhere
Voiced/voiceless: indicates whether the vocal cords are used to produce the sound. When one is whispering, all sounds become voiceless.
Stop: airflow is completely blocked for a brief period of time before being let out
Nasal: air can exit through the nose
Fricative: airflow is obstructed in a way that causes friction
Affricate: sort of a mix between a stop and a fricative
Glide: slight obstruction of the airstream that is always directly followed by a vowel sound
Liquid: small obstruction that isn't enough to cause any real constriction or friction
Now, many words in the English language feature two or more consonant sounds right next to each other. These combinations tend to use sounds that are similar to each other, something that is known to linguists as assimilation. For instance, if a vowel appears before a nasal sound such as "n," the vowel itself will become nasalized. Also, if an "s" is added to the end of a word, whether it is voiced or voiceless is dependent on the voicing of the sound before it. "Cats" ends in a voiceless "s" sound, whereas "tubs" ends with a voiced "z" sound. Place of articulation also comes into play with assimilation, which is why we say "impossible" and "intolerant" but not "inpossible" or "imtolerant." There is also a tendency to omit sounds from a word. This can be a case of syncope - the deletion of a sound, most often an unstressed vowel, from a word ("camera" pronounced as "camra"), or it can be a case of haplology - the deletion of one of two identical or similar syllables that occur next to each other ("probably" pronounced as "probly").
So, with all this in mind, let us move on to the main point of my argument. First, we shall take a look at a few specific sounds: f, v, b, and p. All four of these are pronounced using the front of the mouth - b and p are bilabial, and f and v are labiodental. Both also feature a strong obstruction of the airway. Thus, it can be said that these four sounds are very similar. Not only that, but all four sounds can be combined with an "l" sound directly following - even "v," for while there are no examples of words beginning in "vl" in the English language, there are approximately two hundred words in Flemish, the language of Flanders in Belgium and as close a relative to Dutch as American English is to British English, that feature the "vl" beginning, including their own words for Flemish and Flanders (Vlaams and Vlaanderen, respectively). This comes as no surprise when you consider that "v" is only different from "f" in that "v" is voiced when "f" is not.
Finally, let us look at two separate words that are contrived from the relatively new term "blog." First, we have "vlog," a term that was popularized by Shaycarl. Second, we have "yolog," a term coined by AngryAussie. Now, if we look at these two words as being contrived from the term "blog," then it appears that "vlog" has more in common phonetically with "blog" than "yolog," as a voiced labiodental fricative is much closer on the chart to a voiced bilabial stop than a voiced palatal glide/vowel combination. When looked at separately, one might argue that a palatal glide is closer to a liquid consonant than a bilabial stop or a labiodental fricative, but let us not forget that a palatal glide must be followed by a vowel, which requires an additional syllable in order to be spoken. This does not occur with a bilabial stop or labiodental fricative, as both of these can be said directly before another consonant regardless of whether they are voiced or not. Therefore, from a strictly phonological viewpoint, the term "vlog" is, in fact, a one-syllable word and easier to say than "yolog."
Sorry, Andrew. I still think yolog's a cool term, but science has spoken. Vloggin's just easier.
P.S. despite disagreeing with him on this small matter, I am of the opinion that AngryAussie >>>>>>>>>> Shaycarl.
The incoherent ramblings of someone with crippling anxiety and the attention span of a monkey on steroids who's been dumped in the south pacific and told to make a new life for herself by eating plants and trying to make sense out of nonsense which is probably what you're doing as you read this. Also cute dog pictures.
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Sunday, April 24, 2011
Daily Story 107- What
(I would suggest reading this one out loud)
There was once a man with a giant hamburger. He ate it one day and things were good.
To me the food bell din ought lake bean keg to round.
Kiwi sin tall weigh saw food bells, oh. Key you stew bee as quill, butter cotton tune orgy mint win as quill. Hit wasp in dividends quill. Hit wasp not to me. Keyed in tar glue wink in shelf. Munch.
Soak ego man jig leap earned unto of food bell. Peek us the leather's quill woe smear.
Saw to me woe saw food bell new. Awe the get sat this cool you steam whim zap laid oft errs cool, daring gin, a tree says, undoing food bell broke this. Won get gnome chow wee hat fiend to me inner man jig all for us tin the lie berry.
This cool hats am string sings caw wing awe non sighed.
The stew din that hick to me ant bra time do haze gin touch her. Though gin touch her gnaw they to me hat bee gnaws quill putty tiding cure. Thin eat it of food bell add this cool. Saw to me who spa tin though he quit mint rum.
Chow wee din ought lag top lay food bell peeve oar hive owned to me. Chow wheel eye kid food bell of dare hive owned to me, so. Keep lay twin to me oil that am. To me who slew sing he spring we tall thick aim skit spray twit them. Pet chow wee wisk candle. Chow weed knit through to me saw heart. Wednesday vine ash delaying food bell offers cool, chow hee what steel ate do half deep arty swift to me. To me cut nod rink that eave a cut sea who saw food bell. Hugest saw dare well chow wheels plunged day yawn ham. Chow wee word woo shawl that eye offer to me peeve oar hue and hum, peek us chow wee wasp a light in dwell men heard in day to cure office dings.
Wonder thick it swear blue ying we to me ants um won key them offered offense. To me go train off are pay at rack. No we whistle me so flu tinned food bell. Hit add nod art peek us hue who safe food bell. Nun offer cats went into bluish harmony mar, though chow wee too come human bud hemming at rest. Chow wee that sod rest raked berry putty onto me.
Frown dot ban tan, to me saw tan chow wheels dry sir in fought uh beta main ingot laugh. Hide in dove in image or ape if any, sew. Hue is of flu tinned food bell whiff mage orb rain dim age hoot and won spin ace quill.
There was once a man with a giant hamburger. He ate it one day and things were good.
To me the food bell din ought lake bean keg to round.
Kiwi sin tall weigh saw food bells, oh. Key you stew bee as quill, butter cotton tune orgy mint win as quill. Hit wasp in dividends quill. Hit wasp not to me. Keyed in tar glue wink in shelf. Munch.
Soak ego man jig leap earned unto of food bell. Peek us the leather's quill woe smear.
Saw to me woe saw food bell new. Awe the get sat this cool you steam whim zap laid oft errs cool, daring gin, a tree says, undoing food bell broke this. Won get gnome chow wee hat fiend to me inner man jig all for us tin the lie berry.
This cool hats am string sings caw wing awe non sighed.
The stew din that hick to me ant bra time do haze gin touch her. Though gin touch her gnaw they to me hat bee gnaws quill putty tiding cure. Thin eat it of food bell add this cool. Saw to me who spa tin though he quit mint rum.
Chow wee din ought lag top lay food bell peeve oar hive owned to me. Chow wheel eye kid food bell of dare hive owned to me, so. Keep lay twin to me oil that am. To me who slew sing he spring we tall thick aim skit spray twit them. Pet chow wee wisk candle. Chow weed knit through to me saw heart. Wednesday vine ash delaying food bell offers cool, chow hee what steel ate do half deep arty swift to me. To me cut nod rink that eave a cut sea who saw food bell. Hugest saw dare well chow wheels plunged day yawn ham. Chow wee word woo shawl that eye offer to me peeve oar hue and hum, peek us chow wee wasp a light in dwell men heard in day to cure office dings.
Wonder thick it swear blue ying we to me ants um won key them offered offense. To me go train off are pay at rack. No we whistle me so flu tinned food bell. Hit add nod art peek us hue who safe food bell. Nun offer cats went into bluish harmony mar, though chow wee too come human bud hemming at rest. Chow wee that sod rest raked berry putty onto me.
Frown dot ban tan, to me saw tan chow wheels dry sir in fought uh beta main ingot laugh. Hide in dove in image or ape if any, sew. Hue is of flu tinned food bell whiff mage orb rain dim age hoot and won spin ace quill.
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Friday, April 22, 2011
Daily Story 77 - This One's Only Two Sentences Long...
Once upon a time, in a faraway land, where things were happy and peaceful and joyous and warm and full of life, and all the children wore beautiful clothing and smiled all the time, as birds tweeted and sang their sweet songs in a joyous fashion, and men and women alike went about their daily routines with a song in their hearts while the elderly lived in comfort, as the green grass swayed delicately in the breeze on the distant fields where the cattle and sheep, which were never treated poorly, grazed to their heart's content as the ducks, whose quacks were melodious and pleasant to the ear, and geese, which were never aggressive towards anything, swam and played in the great blue pond where the children liked to play when they were not broadening their horizons at the brilliantly run public schools or learning the joys of helping their families with the household chores, and rabbits ran free over the flowering meadows without a care in the world while wolves feasted exclusively on the delicious flesh of the few evil creatures that dared to attack this heavenly land, there lived a boy named Timmy, who liked to pretend he was a knight and ran about saving the neighborhood girls from the evils of dirty puddles and packages that were difficult to open, which happened to include oranges, while his friends followed behind and pretended to be the brave knight's loyal soldiers, which was quite acceptable to their parents, who strived daily to teach their children to be the very best they could be, because the reason this land had done so well was because everyone tried their very best to be good people, which meant teaching their children to be good people through example, and these children were a very good and intelligent bunch, so they learned this skill superbly, and so the parents liked to see their children playing games that also helped other children, whose own games were similarly happy and uplifting, when they weren't too busy attending school or doing chores, which they often turned into a game just because there was no reason to be dull or boring, which they did so wonderfully that they hardly had to spend any time on it at all, but they chose to do so anyway because they were wonderful children, and Timmy was the best of them all.
Unfortunately, Timmy got hit by a bus and died.
Unfortunately, Timmy got hit by a bus and died.
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