He’s Cast Iron

Dictionary publishers love to make noise every time they add a new word to their “approved” pile of words.

It seems a little odd to me. It’s a bit like watching the last runner cross the finish line long after everyone has gone home.

There’s no way to know just how many words start off as commonplace jargon or even as an inside joke or secret code among friends.

I find it fascinating that a word or phrase in one place can mean something entirely different in another. George Bernard Shaw said, “the US and Great Britain are two countries separated by a common language.”

The airport in Birmingham, Alabama is not the kind of place that I’d expect to see overt slang displayed so prominently. Unless you routinely converse with British practitioners of cutting insults, it might go unnoticed. All I can say is that when I saw this, it hit me like a hammer.

Then again, the phrase that came to mind isn’t quite ready for any mainstream dictionary just yet.

About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.

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