Wednesday, November 12, 2008

new url



Coconino County argot: "Eureka! New url is borned in the oith, li'l ainjil, we'll be rich, rich, richie rich from this black fountain of yute."

Translation back to anglais: ¡AtenciĆ³n! "love letters to ignatz" debuts here at its new address:
http://loveletterstoignatz.blogspot.com
Fresh and slightly tweaked look; continuation of the blog "love letters to the universe" and its customary perspective.

Back to Coconino County:
For those of you unfamiliar with Ignatz, the Kat and the Pupp, the following tutorial is proffered (Keep in mind, tomes have been written in profundity analyzing the characters, antics and landscapes described in cursory form herewith.)



Krazy Kat is the legendary comic strip/ brainchild of George Herriman, who gave public birth to Krazy in 1913. The strip ran in U.S. newspapers between 1913-1944.

The action in the strip focuses around three main characters mired in a "love" triangle amidst the shifting landscape of Coconino County.
The characters are: a cat, Krazy; the cat's antagonist, Ignatz Mouse; and the protective police dog, Officer Pupp. Krazy nurses an unrequited love for the mouse, while Ignatz despises Krazy and constantly schemes to throw a brick at Krazy's head, which Krazy takes as a sign of affection. Officer Pupp, as Coconino County's administrator of law and order, makes it his mission to toss Ignatz in the county jail for his brick-tossing schemes.
(This excerpt was distilled from Wikipedia's detailed and informative entry on Krazy Kat.)

Dialogue takes the form of alliterative and stylized argot, a mixture of French, English, Spanish, Yiddish and Herriman's New Orleans dialect, Yat.
To my great chagrin while pondering the direction of today's post, the sudden reality that the language unintelligible to the rest of the family and still spoken between my sister and me derives largely from early exposure to the Kat.

How did I not connect these dots before, after a lifetime of Krazy exposure and existence? BOINK! It hit me like a brick in the noggin.
Thank you, li'l dahlink readers, for the opportunity for this most egregious epiphany.

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