September 11, 2005
A Little Lydia
I need a little Lydia tonight - Lobo
You know those universal translators that were such a basic staple of Star Trek episodes? We need them. Google's translate options and Babelfish just don't cut it.
Case in point:
While following links on flickr I stumbled on photos of Lydia Pinkham. Lydia is a compelling, sexy goth lass from Norway who is 22 years old, lives with a poet, and has A BLOG. But I can't read this blog because it is (at least, presumably) in Norwegian. Is she cool? Is she bitchy? I have no way to know. And the only reason is this silly ridiculous barrier of language. She expresses herself in photos and words and I can't correlate the data because her consonants and vowels are different than my consonants and vowels. With squiggly accents and strange diacritical marks. This is not acceptable.
I mean LOOK at her for heaven's sake:
We can split the atom. We can go to the moon. But we can't fix it so that the nations of the world can all communicate on an even field.
I cry shenanigans. Come on, brilliant people. Fix it.
I don't care WHAT she has to say, I just want to take a bite. B^)
Posted by: Karl Elvis at September 11, 2005 06:08 AM
A ball gag renders language barriers moot anyway.
Checking on flights to Norway...
Posted by: Ray at September 11, 2005 04:41 PM
Most recent post: Her boyfriend's friends don't like her (and might think she's a whore). Something happened or someone said something about her that made her want to cry on the bus ride home but she didn't dare in case she ran into someone she knew. When she got home, she went into the bathroom and cut herself with a razor blade on the leg and breast and then she could finally cry. Then she took a shower and watched the blood wash away.
Some detail and emotion I didn't quite get because my Norwegian is somewhat limited.
She's writing in english now, FWIW.
Posted by: Karl Elvis MacRae at September 30, 2005 11:02 AM