“Your mother’s a whore”
Origin: friends of children of prostitutes mocking them for their mother’s career.
Meaning: to denigrate one’s friend, jokingly, or when angered in traffic.
Some of the Slavic languages have a version of this ("son of a whore") as do some of the central Asian languages.
Mind you, I have long found it fascinating that while women are denigrated and insulted (culturally, linguistically) for selling their bodies (never mind that the market for such transactions never seems to suffer saturation), men who sell their souls do not attract anything like the same degree of cultural ire, contempt or opprobrium as expressed severely or otherwise in language.
I've heard that and the film "Boondock Saints" says it's about abusing your wife. Apparently, the actual origin is unclear.I was told that rule of thumb referred to the maximum width of stick you could use to beat a slave. Horrible when you think about it.
Pee in your Cheerios.
We know what it means. But for the life of me, I can't find its origin. Mr Google has been no help. All I know is that it has to be Cheerios, not any other cereal. Why? Because of the cheer in Cheerios.
Just this morning I was joking with my partner about the phrase "gird your loins," mean to get ready for something (difficult or dangerous), and I told her about a fantastic meme I'd seen somewhere. It was easily found. View attachment 763403
Mideveil Knights had metal cod pieces.Just this morning I was joking with my partner about the phrase "gird your loins," mean to get ready for something (difficult or dangerous), and I told her about a fantastic meme I'd seen somewhere. It was easily found. View attachment 763403
Pee in your Cheerios.
We know what it means. But for the life of me, I can't find its origin. Mr Google has been no help. All I know is that it has to be Cheerios, not any other cereal. Why? Because of the cheer in Cheerios.
I also know Bohica!, from the US Navy, but don’t know how widespread that is.
Bend over, here it comes again, a term with an obvious sexual reference, which men seem to like (the reference) but having to do with facing some kind of adversity, situational or put on the individual by authority, such as Bohica, we are being deployed again!
To knock someone up meant something very different when I was a young boy. Didn't know it meant something else in the US long after moving here. Also how I learned the phrase "Chinaman" was supposedly racist. I still don't see how but eh.
I'm not saying it's okay to use it. Product of its time, I suppose. I eliminated the word from my vocabulary back in the late 80s.Context is everything. Social, political, legal, economic context in the US when considerable numbers of Chinese emigrants entered the country in the 19th century in search of employment. That is "how".
There are lots of idioms related to food or cooking, e.g.
salt of the earth
cool as a cucumber
slow as molasses in January
(well not for you lot from the southern hemisphere)
half-baked
fine kettle of fish
eat crow
One I’ve never heard outside the southern tier counties of NY (and also a few counties right above that area) is a parental admonition to someone who eats from his dinner plate by methodically consuming all of one item on it, then all of the next and so forth: “Don’t eat like an Indian”.
No clue if that referred to Asian Indians, think not, and so it was likely a reference to some local tribe of Native Americans so would have been Mohawk or Susquehannock, possibly Oneida. Also no clue if any Native Americans historically did eat all of one thing at a time when multiple items were served at once.
The way people eat meals sometimes today there’s just one thing on the plate anyway, i.e. pizza, lo mein, tacos. I laugh at myself now if I’ve cooked a more traditional sort of dinner and find myself eating all the squash first or all the broccoli before forking into the chicken... I can still hear my granddad admonishing us not to eat “like Indians” but I have no idea where he got that from.
"Eat Crow" and "Slow as Molasses in January" strike me as having their origins in the US as I have never come across either of them until I read them here.
The others I do indeed know, and they brought to mind my mother's admonition, when she would observe, tartly, that, "a watched kettle/pot never boils."
The molasses thing can be a bit of a misnomer since as it turns out, molasses in a warmish January may end up running faster than one would prefer. It was well above freezing in January of 1919 in Boston when a huge dockside tank of molasses burst and spilled over two million gallons of the stuff. It formed a wave 8-15 feet high into all the adjoining streets. Part of the steel tank was cast onto elevated train tracks only seconds after a train had gone by. Because of that and due to buildings collapsing, over 150 people were killed by the sticky mess. Scientists later estimated that the wave had traveled at about 35mph. There's an fascinating book about the event - Dark Tide: The Great Boston Molasses Flood of 1919 (Stephen Puleo).
Footnote: the molasses was used in bulk to produce a form of alcohol in production of gunpowder at the time of WWI, so its utility was waning after the war ended. The new idea was to profit from the oncoming scourge of Prohibition in the USA and distill it into grain alcohol for human consumption. So the owners of the tank contracted to have the thing topped off to make the most of their perceived opportunity. But, the tank's construction had been hasty and apparently its capacity was overstated. Two days after seaside tankers filled the molasses tank to the brim was when it collapsed, triggering the flood.
Wow, what a story! Was there a chemical reaction with this molasses that caused the eruption, or at least kept it warm, or just a failure of the tank, I wonder? The saying could reference small quantities susceptible to cold temps.The molasses thing can be a bit of a misnomer since as it turns out, molasses in a warmish January may end up running faster than one would prefer. It was well above freezing in January of 1919 in Boston when a huge dockside tank of molasses burst and spilled over two million gallons of the stuff. It formed a wave 8-15 feet high into all the adjoining streets. Part of the steel tank was cast onto elevated train tracks only seconds after a train had gone by. Because of that and due to buildings collapsing, over 150 people were killed by the sticky mess. Scientists later estimated that the wave had traveled at about 35mph. There's an fascinating book about the event - Dark Tide: The Great Boston Molasses Flood of 1919 (Stephen Puleo).
Footnote: the molasses was used in bulk to produce a form of alcohol in production of gunpowder at the time of WWI, so its utility was waning after the war ended. The new idea was to profit from the oncoming scourge of Prohibition in the USA and distill it into grain alcohol for human consumption. So the owners of the tank contracted to have the thing topped off to make the most of their perceived opportunity. But, the tank's construction had been hasty and apparently its capacity was overstated. Two days after seaside tankers filled the molasses tank to the brim was when it collapsed, triggering the flood.
Wow, what a story! Was there a chemical reaction with this molasses that caused the eruption, or at least kept it warm, or just a failure of the tank, I wonder? The saying could reference small quantities susceptible to cold temps.
What a great thread! Here's one: Losing my religion, is one we use in the Southeastern US. Means to be at the end of one's rope (another English phrase) and about to lose your mind. I loved it when R.E.M. put it in a song and everyone outside the SE US took it literally to mean losing your religion, rather than as a descriptor for your emotional state.
Maybe molasses is thixotropic. 58 feet seems like plenty of headroom to get a nice flow started, and after that, the thixies and the tropies would keep it going.Anyway when you get two million gallons of anything that's in a state between liquid and solid bursting the seams of a 58-foot tall tank... it's going to be problematic whether it flows slowly or otherwise: it's going to "run downhill" and everything is pretty much downhill from a 58-foot-high tank to street level. Also there was the matter of the collapse being so abrupt that it cast parts of the tank and its supports out into the neighborhood and onto that train track.