and i don’t use the shift key because some things were not meant to be

it’s round about time again for my reasoning of why no caps.

i have determined that the capitalization of letters should have been eliminated at the invention of the typewriter.

in fact, it is a mystery for me, as to why the process was carried over, from handwriting to the typewriter. the primary function of a differing set of characters, in handwriting, is to distinguish the beginning of a sentence. especially when the dot for period may not be easily seen.

there is also the capitalization of names. however, the differentiation for actually needing capitalization for names, is rare.

one of the biggest differences between your old windows xp and your new windows 10, is that windows has adopted a no differentiation for caps.

if you type in asia, or Asia, you will get the same search results. now. it used to maintain a difference, but turned out that only limited search capability. though now, since linux (and apple) from inception, maintained no difference, a programming TO differentiate acts as a security measure. such as your windows Driver folder only being read on certain levels if it is capitalized. like the difference between a 4 digit password and an 8 digit password.

so that worked out. but the majority of programming at this point, ignores the capital set of letters. has combined upper case and lower case to be one and the same.

and the crux of the matter, is that it is much faster and more fluid to type without the shift key. the difference in speed is rather large, i would say offhand around 10-20 more words per minute. but also, without the constant interruption of finding a shift key to produce a different character, the fluidity of typewriting comes closer to the fluidity of handwriting.

it’s the difference of being interrupted twice a minute by a gong going off in your ear as you type. those interruptions, changed the way we view sentences. and sentences became shorter and shorter. why? because an interruption becomes less distressing if it’s more constant.

so while most of you, if asked what you would do with a time machine, would reply that you would eliminate hitler, or stop the titanic from sinking…. my choice would be to eliminate upper case letters on the first typewriters made. after that, I would find the person who invented auto-correct, and slap them in the head. then I would look for the one who thought soft returns was some kind of solution. idiot-proofing the world is not the way to reduce the number of idiots…..and THEN i would see about hitler and the titanic– if there was enough time juice left to take care of that…

has anybody considered that in place of upper case letters, the inventors of the typewriter could have created a whole new language of expression? what we call emojis … that invention could have started sooner. šŸ™‚

how far back does the first smiley face in writing go? that would be an interesting research project. but anyway…my point is, that upper case letters were invented with handwriting, had their function with handwriting, and should have remained with handwriting. because in the context of typing, the function of an upper case is more obstructive than it is essential.

those who work well with constant interruptions, are not effected as much by the shift key. and so typing itself fell more and more to a certain class of people…women. and consequently, men wrote less and less.

and literacy is not just reading, it is also writing. one part of the tripod supports the other. it is probably too late to change the mistake that was made by including uppercase lettering in the invention of the typewriter. but i’m giving it a shot, since the only way we actually get to change history, is before it happens.

and the time machine would be nice. but that whole theory is wrong. the only connection between time and space, is in the mind of man– who invented one, and doesn’t fully understand the other.

I don’t necessarily regret leaving men out of the loop–we got the right to vote, after all. and almost made it to president! but i think it’s time to also consider the damage that was done.

for one thing, the American common language has devolved into the vowel grunts of apes. i have to word my sentences, in the vowel grunts of apes to be understood, and it gets a little tiring. no offence. oooooo …. eeeeee. is the distance between the notes, and the direction. oooo–ehhh …means “I’m sorry.”

vowels are the original expressors of emotion, before emojis came along.

it’s why the pattering natter of any language, is annoying. because it’s as annoying as emotions flying off the level. but it’s why you can hear language IN notes, in music. it’s why we are intrigued by music that emotionally says one thing, and in words, another.

intrigue is not special, btw. that’s another pet peeve i have. guess i should have titled this E’s pet peeves of the century. now see, i ended that sentence with an E sound. if i had ended it with “day” …the meaning would not be any different, but the emotive meaning changes. e is an up sound, the me or the this.

so basically, we’re grunting at each other to be understood. and actual adult reading and writing is not prevalent at this stage in time within the dynamics of Latin based language understandings. see, the longer and more definition-dependent sentences are a tool to be impressive, rather than as a necessity FOR that expression. and the emotive language that was normally reserved for children’s literary consumption, had become the populace language. all can be transmitted with grunts just as thoroughly. that is how low things have fallen, in the transmission of data from one human to another. but LOW is a perspective, it is quite probable that the direction is upward, not downward. and that emotive speech has the possibilities of gaining a better connection and comprehension between smaller and larger subsets of humans.

some of us still require meaning, instead of grunts. but maybe our time is past. maybe the turn of the typewriter, to include a shift key, eliminated the need for language as it is known today…to even exist.

it is music, the sirens song.

see, i realized, after writing extensively, that i was selecting the next word according to sound, the up and down pattern of the music. on a digital graph, you can watch as your voice goes up and down, while it is recorded. but it really should have an above and below, and it seems to me that in some of the video editing i have done, sound is pictured as up and down, not just varying degrees of up. point is, the sing-song of language, the siren of notes within speech, are their own language.

that is why teachers understand each other better. we sing to children. even in speaking, we sing. that is passed down, from teacher parent to teacher child. but there is a time for every child to grow up. thing is, if i did so, would have no readers at all. so i consider that. the singers, the born and raised teachers, are a communication treasure to me. i knew what Obama was saying, because of the language sung. and I could interpret that. many could. but many could not. or many distrust it, just as thoroughly as i trust it. a siren destroys their song if woven with falsehood, and so it is noted. certain strains, maintain their integrity generation after generation. you are not just believing them, but their parent and their parent and their parent…..

the love or principal of emotive speech, can begin at a young age. and where some may read outloud, in blank expression, one can also read with the emotive ques. which i demonstrated in a reading i did in church on thursday. going overboard on that, can also be considered a criticism, that the material is childish! not my intent, i love using the readers voice, because that is how i read fiction to myself. there is a different rhythm for fiction, than for non-fiction. a different rhythm for rhetoric. fiction was my favorite, and i sat enraptured during every storytime at the public library. for me, that was better than going to the movies!

the primary job of the singer, the language singer, is to say everything is alright. that is all. through the whole process, the song is calm. the nature of the notes are to transmit peace.

communication is a three way street. the parts not seen, are the ones that matter most. trust itself is a curious creature. i have given you no reason to mistrust, because i have not placed one word of untruth on the thousands of blogs on this site. not one word. the meter is complete.

sometimes, i might go back, and it seems off to me. because humans grow and learn. some of my older writing seems better than now. some definitely seems worse. progress is not always up, but it is forward.

calm is the goal for the sing-song of the peacemaker. can transmit other than that, certainly. but there is a guilt, a feeling that it is of greater priority to transmit calm and deliberation, than to transmit agitation and grief.

you can order an army to get up and move. but people, living and working and i guess most importantly, loving with compassion and grace….that does not need marching orders.

what that needs is a sense of calm. a normalcy that transmits the very nature and depths of assurance. an assurance i can express in lower case words, just as well as upper. the song, the storyteller rhythm and rhyme, does not need to tell you that you are wrong. only that that we are all in this boat together, and it might be time to swim. šŸ˜‰


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