In an early edition of yesterday’s bloggage I made a typo that completely changed the meaning of a phrase. I had edited what I had written from ‘I do not agree…’ to ‘I profoundly disagree…’ I replaced the ‘do not’ with ‘profoundly’ and thought that I had successfully added ‘dis’ to the front of ‘agree’ but when it was published somehow I had failed to do so and the sentence began ‘I profoundly agree…’
That put a very different meaning on what I wanted to say.
Thankfully a kind friend (thanks Alan!) noticed and rather than pointing it out publicly on social media he gently sent me an email pointing out the lack of ‘dis’ and assuming that I didn’t mean to say what it looked like I was saying. I immediately edited the version on my blog and pointed it out on social media in the hope that people would be alerted to the mistake.
It got me thinking, though, about the difference those three letters make. You’ll have to indulge me a bit in the musing below that may or may not evolve into a poem, but I have certainly taken poetic licence:
Spirits are dampened if dis is present and a heart-and courage are lost.
A dis can disempower different ability.
Agreements and unity fall apart in the presence of a dis.
A harmonious chord can become painful to hear when a dis is added.
It’s much more difficult for a sentry to stand still if there’s a dys.
If dis is missing a theory is proved.
But without a dis – gruntle is puted, tances are indistinct, a turbance is roughed up, traction is hard to maintain and the meaning of tort is twisted.
Be blessed, be a blessing
One thought on “dis”
Dis is very thought provoking. Especially when I believe that although God has sent me to preach His word, I find myself to be a dissenter. In the light of the whole Trump issue, it must surely be better to discuss than cuss?? In Dante’s Inferno, the City of Dis is Lower Hell. In Dante’s scheme, Dis is mostly reserved for intellectual sins rather than mere sins of passion. Demons throng here!!