How MUCH less could you care? A little? A lot? If you could care less, but you don’t, then it’s likely that you really do care an unspecified amount…which is not at all what you meant to convey! However, if you find it possible to care so little, and the object of your [not] caring so unimportant and unworthy that you are able to hold it in no regard whatever–in fact, ignore it totally– except, of course, to mention your total disregard of it–then you may actually be unable to care less! And this is what you really meant to convey.
But because the vast majority of people in the USA, either from ignorance, laziness, or the wish to follow current trends, are heard to say (with a flippant air), “I could care less,” you parrot what everyone says, not realizing that it expresses the opposite of what you mean. “So what?”, you say. “Everybody knows what it means, which is that I really don’t care. Nobody cares, man”…except for the few of us who still have respect for the English language and take pride in expressing ourselves correctly.
Oh……the correct way to say it is: “I couldn’t care less!”
Hello? Anybody care?
I don’t receive the BBC channel at home on my TV, but I was aware that Susan Boyle was singing on “Britain’s Got Talent” again this past Saturday. So I looked for a post with a YouTube video in it, and I didn’t have to search long. There is one featured today on WordPress.
Although the audio is not sync’ed with the video in the one I watched, the entire performance is captured, from the initial “butterflies” (a slight bobble) when Susan’s hand moves momentarily to her abdomen, to the triumphant final chorus, where in a higher range, the true power of her voice brings tears…
Oh, yes! I think it’s time the “Scottish Spinster”, as she is sometimes dubbed, got her chance. Nothing to hold her back now!
See my sidebar for a link to Susan’s first and best fansite!
I can’t say why today should be any different from the three other days this year that I mounted my exercise bike with determination to begin again. (It’s Memorial Day Monday in the USA, by the way.) Maybe it was because I awoke on my back and it required an abdominal “crunch” to arise from that position. However, I noticed that I still had sufficient strength in these muscles to elicit a contraction, so I tried nine more crunches. “Whoopee! All is not lost yet!” I think to myself. ”Perhaps I can save what’s left of my aging body and manage to hold off the wheelchair and the Zimmer frame a while longer.”
So before breakfast, I pedaled 15 minutes this morning. That’s 15:05 minutes, 2.02 miles, and 182.6 calories, to be exact! At the very least, I expect my knees to feel better for the rest of the day.
We’ll see how long I can stick with it. I’m not making any vows or declarations…
Hello, old friend!
