Besides, Kanata is a bit too large to be a village…
Yeah, but do you really want our country’s name to mean “Suburb?”
…And that short-lived, horrifying moment, where I considered that to be an accurate description of Canada, never happened.
Just translate it as “Mir.”
Pax?
In the sense of “village” or “world”.
From the description:
He was once celebrated as the “Black Master Swordsman,” the elite ace of the S128 special team.
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Weapons:
- The Sword of Destruction “Gladius”- It is a magic cannon sword that is colored pure black. It has the ability to consume the user’s magic power to shoot a powerful laser beam just like regular magic cannon swords.
-Blackhawk - Kanata’s custom-built hoverboard that’s three times faster than standard flying devices.
Who wouldn’t want to live in a country named after him? He’s awesome!
http://languagehat.com/monument-to-cyrillic-alphabet-in-antarctica/
Ironically, the Cyrillic alphabet wasn’t even invented in Antarctica, and it’s unclear if it was invented in Bulgaria, instead of Great Moravia.
http://languagehat.com/why-toty-samed-writes-songs-in-kimbundu/
My great-grandmother was the last person I knew personally who spoke only Kimbundu. She died 15 years ago. It’s a local language in Angola, spoken in the area surrounding the capital Luanda. That’s where I was born and brought up but, even so, I can only speak a few words. […]
http://languagehat.com/taboo-deformation-and-the-bear/
(m-slur late in latter discussion… sigh)
I love the cognitive dissonance that leads people to think that one abstract series of sounds uniquely identifying a concept is comprehensible to an omniscient universe, but this other abstract series of sounds uniquely identifying the same concept will obscure the meaning completely.
If YHWH exists (and it’s amusing how much of a hypocrite I am for not wanting to commit those four letters to text), He will recognize that He is being referred to if you say, or write, “Allah” or “God” or “the Lord” or whatever euphemism you care to express.
If you’re using the name with respect, your should be safe using The Name. If you’re not, using some other equivalent name and thinking it will shield you from retribution for the same disrespect is assigning your deity less intelligence than your typical Google Translate algorithm (which, while imperfect, can still recognize synonyms).
Unless you’re concerned about the honey-eater’s deity, who may not care about the subtleties of human language, as long as people don’t actually call the honey-eaters. Especially not in ant-honey-eater-ica, because it’s a very long an inconvenient trip.
Honey badger don’t care, dagnabbit.
But then how else will we know who to stone?
Obviously you wait for the whistle.
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene