not mixed or diluted with any different or extra elements; complete and absolute.“pure, unadulterated jealousy”
It’s funny; even as I write this blog, the “dynamic” is changing. Growing up, my Father had an expression; “that’s pure, unadulterated bullshit!”
I copied and pasted the above definition from an online dictionary. Odd how they would use the phrase “pure, unadulterated jealousy.” Always observing and analyzing the world even when I was younger, one day I decided to look up the word unadulterated in the dictionary which was always handy in our house. After some contemplating, I approached my father the next time he spoke his expression. I said “Dad, if something is pure, isn’t it also unadulterated, and doesn’t that make your statement redundant?” He thought for a moment, looked at me, and smiled. “Yes, I supposed it does.” He liked the part of language enlightenment, but I also think he liked the part where I had the inclination and will to investigate further.
Dad was a lover of words, as well as reading and writing. Tools of the trade for all great story tellers. Of course, like so many parents, he had hundreds of expressions and some where more than just old expressions from days gone by like ” put that in the icebox;” meaning the refrigerator.
Another famous saying refereed to having the need to clean up something; “We have to clean out that cellar, it’s full of shit, crap, and corruption!” “Dad,” I said, what’s the corruption?” “Whoooaa” he said immediately with the twinkle in his eye, “it’s the corruption that gets you!” We still laugh.
Big Joe Horn was another great man in the mold of my father. Kind, funny, a great story-teller, and voracious reader. He appeared in a guest blog years ago. It was about a great word in the dictionary coincidentally enough; https://zuludelta45.net/2013/04/04/defenestrate-coolest-word-in-the-dictionary/ One day I was over Rob and Laura Petrie’s house, when Big Joe yelled at the grand kids; “Don’t give me that shit; get your ass up stairs and clean up that mess!” I started laughing. One, he reminded me of my own father, and two, when Laura says “DAD!” in mock indignation at the language being used, Big Joe ignores her.
A few seconds later with the kids gone to do as they’re told, I turned to Joe, Rob and Laura and said “Big Joe Horn; my hero; single-handedly bringing profanity back to the modern family; one swear word at a time!”
What a great laugh we all had!
As a side note, this is a clip from the WWII era movie Hope and Glory. A grandfather and his grandson.