almost every time i use up some sort of liberty
i end up regretting having it in the first place,
because i can't explain the original need to use it,
even though i know where it originates from;
this examples stems from the rotherham horror,
the libido post-circumcision and the arguments
that ensue about how it's worthwhile to plunder...
and then there's that asian dub foundation
song with the lyrics: no iraqi ever called me a ****...
i did suggest once, that english can be both
nasal in the north american sense, and a real glutton
in the original sense of the british isles,
we don't, or rather: do not deal with certain aesthetics
to a universal rule-of-thumb other nations
utilise when using the otherwise universal φoνoς:
sound encoding, alphabet... if that makes sense;
this alphabet is fertile ground to make piquant
distinctions, and now it's becoming very hard to
avoid thesaurus complications intended...
   when the line between language as object
and language as subject becomes marred, precisely
at the point it happens, does it become truly interesting.
so back onto the offensive given the lyric:
no iraqi ever called me a ****... reverse,
i'm sure and give it full approval to make the point:
and i'm sure no pakistani ever called an iraqi
and iraqistani.

so unto the metamorphosis in the etymological substance
(akin to commerce) -
         the german word, brechta...
              it probably means something else in the host
language that acquired this "tapeworm"...
     as a loan word, brechta in slavic terms means:
he's laughing, that's the content, in context of
                    something who wakes up with a nicotine
hangover, and his laughing ripping off
yesterday's phlegm from the specified body-part, laughing
and coughing at the same time... or at least that's
what the word looks like to me...

                no pakistani ever called an iraqi an iraqistani:
what sort of linguistic hygiene are we performing?
i can equate the two, but i explain the one apparently
offensive shortcut to the ridiculousness that it can be invoked
in an offensive way... and that's what i call a moral
hangover... and the next i either do... or don't (do not).

    i had a more serious point to uncover,
   as you do, wondering that the sign-language of
the icons really represent...
         i said to myself: but the sign language palm of
jesus against that of gautama (buddha)...
   one folds the ring finger and the pinky...
       the other folds the ******* and touches
it up with a thumb...
                    talk about trying to translate that to a deaf
person... because that's what it has become...
     and given the context of the *******
and the biographic detail of gautama:
**** marriage? he is the index, and he abided for
the principle of starting a religion and virgins (devotees)
instead of keeping his wife (ring finger) and his son
(the pinky finger)... jesus?
     well there,s joseph the index finger and there's
mary the ******* (i.e. **** everything, **** it),
jesus as the thumb, and the devotion of
          not needing to marry (*******)
   and given the thumb is the shortest finger
                    the pinky also bows, and even though
the second shortest finger, gets ****** over by
the thumb, in a parasitic way...
    
me? well, with me being such a clever monkey i did
something else... but all of this is given
with a copernicus hindsight...
   lying in bed, i closed my eyes and outstretched
my hand so it was straight, *******,
   then i lifted my foot and stretched it respectively...
i put the hand against the foot...
  what did i make out?      definitely an L shape
of the foot.... then i used the index finger of my other
arm and managed to squeeze it through the one
hand touching the one foot...
                  something was missing....
                    the curvature!
                    i noticed this yesterday, walking
6.6 miles with 5 cans of beer...
                                 excess walking and this
pain on my foot, as if my foot was intended to be
completely flat... i could feel an osteophyte beginning to
grow (osteophyte? a bone spur / growth / ostroga kostna)...
if this was said back in the day before it was known:
doesn't matter, this explanation is a shortcut...
                 i "proved" the earth is a sphere
           by the simple fact that: for the hand to really
embrace the foot, i had to press down my hand onto
the "vacuum" of the L shaped bone structure...
     so i had to curve my hand into the foot...
           Γ(                                 left foot : right hand.
otherwise known as a gamma-bracket pose;
so yes, natural curvature.