What Our Words Tell Us
By DAVID BROOKS
About two years ago, the folks at Google released a database of 5.2 million books published between 1500 and 2008. You can type a search word into the database and find out how frequently different words were used at different epochs.
The database doesn’t tell you how the words were used; it just tells you how frequently they were used...
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The Kesebirs identified 50 words associated with moral virtue and found that 74 percent were used less frequently as the century progressed. Certain types of virtues were especially hard hit. Usage of courage words like “bravery” and “fortitude” fell by 66 percent. Usage of gratitude words like “thankfulness” and “appreciation” dropped by 49 percent.
Usage of humility words like “modesty” and “humbleness” dropped by 52 percent. Usage of compassion words like “kindness” and “helpfulness” dropped by 56 percent. Meanwhile, usage of words associated with the ability to deliver, like “discipline” and “dependability” rose over the century, as did the usage of words associated with fairness. The Kesebirs point out that these sorts of virtues are most relevant to economic production and exchange.
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First, we must all agree agree right now that nobody is going mess up Bobo's latest Pet Theory scam by mentioning that words like, say, "Pride" and "Prejudice", "Vanity" and "Fair", "Great" and "Expectations", "Crime" and "Punishment", and "The" and "Idiot" probably showed up a lot more in the literature after the 18th century than before 18th century for reasons that had nothing to do with humility, freedom, Benghaaaaazi or, for that matter, the relative woodiness or tinniness of the words themselves.
Also don't mention that sheer number of books being vomited out by the publishing industry in the 20th century almost certainly skewed the results beyond salvation, as does the fact that the tonnage of books being produced does not necessarily have any relationship to the number of readers or depth of influence any give book may have.
Second, for the sheer chutzpah on display in converting an afternoon farting around on the computer into a way to burn three hours of class time ("'Humility' down. 'Twerking' up. Discuss!"), bravo, Mr. Brooks. Bravo!
But let us not tarry, because there is so much more to see!
For example, as some of you may know, America's Greatest Conservative Public Intellectual only landed that gig teaching Humility to Elis because several years ago the Sulzberger family had the bright idea of giving him a job for life drizzling 800 words of room-temperature verbal tapioca into the op-ed page of America's Newspaper of Record twice a week. For awhile, Mr. Brooks got by on his new job by basically doing the kind of wingnut scut-work that Bloody Bill Kristol had been paying him to do his previous job -- penning paeans to the unalloyed awesomeness of George W. Bush, bashing Liberals for being cluelessly or unpatriotically or antisemitic or mulishly or doltishly wrong about things like economy and Iraq, etc.
But then things got bad.
Then they got very bad.
Then Reality itself reached out and slapped George Bush's dick out of Mr. Brooks' mouth, at which point America's Greatest Conservative Public Intellectual burned out his brakes and clutch frantically trying to veer away from the Mainstream Media's suddenly collapsing main story line -- "Liberals are awful and wrong about everything!" -- and onto the Mainstream Media's New!And!Improved! mother road -- "Isn't it sad how everyone on the Right and Left both get everything equally wrong every time!" -- before the paint on the "Both Sides Do It" mile markers had even dried.
And by God he did it.
He did it by dint of sheer, brute repetition -- sticking hell-or-high-water to his story that Conservatives saved America from the pot-smoking, sexytime Hippie Peril of the 1960s but also might have gotten a wee bit drunk at the V-L Day party and said a few impolitic things, but hey, don't we all? -- and by making sure that he never found himself in the presence of anyone who would ever ask him any long, tricky questions about the Bad Old Days when he made a living putting his less-than-humble boot in to the Liberals, Mr. Brooks found a second career for himself as Chief Defender of a Centrist faith which only a few years earlier he repeatedly and roundly mocked during his first career.
Which is why, to this very day, in column after column, you will find Our Mr. Brooks hewing fanatically to the strategy which bought him his mansion: making sure every single fucking hobbyhorse he mounts comes with a Centrist Trojan crouching inside,
Including the one he rode in on today:.
This story, if true, should cause discomfort on right and left. Conservatives sometimes argue...
Liberals sometimes argue ...
After which, to avert the possibility that some future smartass might come along and add this column to the Great Big Pile Of Things David Brooks Has Gotten Terribly Wrong, Mr. Brooks used half of his final paragraph to inform his readers that he had just completely wasted their time by completely negating the premise on which the entire column was based:
Evidence from crude data sets like these are prone to confirmation bias. People see patterns they already believe in. Maybe I’ve done that here...
Because that's how you do it in the NBA!