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Virtute

It seems, on the latest Weakerthans album, that Virtute, the cat, has run away. Damn.

Interestingly, she has forgotten her name. I think this is supposed to be a linguificationist parable: one can obviously not have have virtu(t)e without having a name for it. Uh-huh. Thanks Sapir, thanks Whorf.

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I want the name of that short scifi story in which, after first contact, the people of Earth teach an alien civilisation the meaning of the word suicide. And then the alien civilisation teaches us one of their (terrible, powerful, destructive and, according to Whorf, inexpressible-in-English) words.

I read it a while back. Can't find it again. Google has failed me.

Upon further thought, I call confirmation bias on myself.