Languages Are A Reflection of the Species

In my role as Gorbul ambassador,  I am exposed to many languages; and I have come to realize that languages often reflect the species which speak them.  For example, gorbuls, when communicating with one another tend to use telepathy. This clearly shows a highly developed brain and sense of community. When one gorbul is sad, we all share his sadness. Similarly we share each other’s joy. We keep no secrets from each other.

 

The slithnian language is full of hisses, and of course, as the saying goes  “never trust a slithnian for he will smile and then bite you.”  This is of course untrue as slithnians eat mushrooms and are toothless.

 

The more melodic twittering of the trellops, which is tonal, demonstrates their affinity for trees and arboreal living.  While I do not personally know any trellops, I am given to understand that they can be very friendly.

 

The  muvins , while somewhat resembling superficially gorbuls in that they have four feet and two arms, have no telepathic ability whatsoever. Their language is full of guttural snarls, yelps, and, although I mean no disrespect, loud flatulent noises. 

 

Humans fall somewhere in the middle of all this. They certainly have limited telepathic ability, but in my humble opinion often sound like some sort of slithnian hybrid with a good deal of muvin thrown in. And indeed, the humans do resemble muvins in their warlike acquisitive natures.  

 

However,in conclusion, I can honestly say that some of my very best friends are humans and I certainly respect all muvins as I do all species. In fact, I am writing a book on languages which is bound to be an intergalactic best-seller.

Comments

[General Grunch]

Hey Grizzlob, you keep mentioning all your close friends, but you don't give them any names. Who would want to be friends with you. In this last post you managed to insult Slithnians, Muvins, Humans, and draw attention to the fact that the Trellops' way of saying hello is often often misconstrued as a sexual invitiation. What kind of an ambassador are you any way?

[Laura Fairweather]

Ambassador Grizzlob is never alone. He has a friend upstairs! As do you, General Grunch. You are both welcome at the missionary any time so that we can better understand each other. There is no problem too big that it can't be resolved peacefully.

[General Grunch]

A muvin at a missionary? That'll be the day! Look lady, I know you mean well, but you missionary types are so unbearably smarmy. The only reason any self-respecting Mornian would even go near your missionary is for the free food. And for your information, there is precious little that Ambassador Grizzlob and I have to say to each other. He is a conceited old twit.