Loljk: A New Concept

Loljk: A new concept

In my day-to-day proceedings throughout my lifetime, I have noticed some peculiarities about the way, during usual cafeteria table conversation, that "logic" can be used to prove a sarcastic point or mess with people's heads. It has almost turned into an art of sorts, much like standard rhetoric has, except that this rhetoric is used in a joking manner. Using colloquial terms of my day, I have devised a name for this new art: Loljk.

Don't leave yet, I have my reasons.

I chose "loljk" because the terms "lol" and "jk" are most often used after such discourse, and because it sounds like "logic" when pronounced correctly. By observing the phenomenon carefully, I have also derived a definition for it:

Loljk is the attempted use of flawed logic wherein there are an unusually large number of fallacies (e.g. post hoc, ergo propter hoc), untruthful statements (especially those that almost pass as truth), or things that are just plain wrong. It is used extensively when making jokes or trolling, and is often used by people who have no idea what they're doing, occasionally stretching to even the smartest of us when used without thinking first. It is related to, and in most cases synonymous with, troll logic.

The uses of loljk are many and varied. Its main use is to prove untruthful statements, useful for creating nonsense, deriving unrelated objects, recreating history, proving the unprovable, or making one look smart when one has no idea what one is doing. Other uses include humor, getting out of sticky situations, horrifying teachers, or earning blank stares from one's friends. It is known to be extremely useful on tests.

Spread the word. Hopefully awareness will breed understanding, and understanding will breed new talent in this new art of loljk. Rhetoric has successfully evolved for a new generation.

Do you follow any other blogs on tumblr, or do you just focus on yours?

I'm an OCD organized person that doesn't want other people's blog posts taking up my dashboard.

I'll go and visit other people's blogs when I have time, but that's not too often. It's the same problem I'm having with... just about everything, recently.

I'm gonna get back to studying for my test tomorrow so I can work on writing my paper.

Thanksgiving

It's Thanksgiving today! You may have already known that, but it's nice to announce anyway.

(Warning: Much of the rest of this post will be sentimental and will involve my life up to this point along with random memories. Read at your own risk.)

I'm personally thankful for having friends. I've never really had the chance to have friends since I was eight; my parents were constantly on the move, and I was homeschooled. Since I never took roots, and since I was never surrounded by people outside of church, I slowly went away from social-ness and became an introvert. Not that that was a bad thing; I began doing more solitary hobbies such as video games and maze-drawing, which have now become ingrained into my very being.

My parents then adopted my brother (who is actually my cousin) two years later. He's a social flutterby, to put it lightly. We get along for the most part, but he ended up being my only "social" contact. As a result, we have our own little quirks and inside jokes that no one else would understand, which doesn't help with being social. It just creates more of a box.

Then I began going to smart school just last year, which is like college at high school. Jumping from a conservative Christian bubble to a worldly liberal social setting was a stretch at first, but I like having friends now. I click well with my circle of friends, possibly because we're all smart and most of us share similar views. It also helps with being away from home.

Now that I've troubled you with my sentimentality, here's a song for Sonic After the Sequel that sounds like a sugar rush.

http://soundcloud.com/kgzmusic/breakfast-time-horizon-heights

I felt like sharing this for whatever reason. (Isn't that how Tumblr works, anyway?)

Beach party, anyone?

It should be mandatory to play this song at least once at every beach party, all summer long.

Don't ask me where the name came from.

I'll let the music speak for itself.