Was slightly mindblown whenl discovered this.

The two parts to the word “helicopter” are not “helil” and “copter”, but “helico” meaning spiral, and “pter” meaning one with wings, like pterodactyl.

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wait WHAT

Aderinthemadscientist: Wait, so… does -copter come “from” helicopter?

108echoes: Yep! This is called rebracketing. Another famous example would be"-burger": the original food item is named after the German city, (Hamburgl+(er], but semantically reinterpreted as (ham]+[burger].

  • Cyrus DraegurEnglish
    11•1 year ago

    The Deathworlders,

    It’s a sprawling collaborative webseries that all but codified the “HFY” (Humanity, Fuck Yeah) / “Humans are Space Orcs” subgenre -
    -wherein our species discovers that, in the viewpoint of the rest of galactic society, WE are the terrifying scary space monsters.

    I love it to bits. You should at least read “The Kevin Jenkins Experience” which was its sort of “episode zero”/prototypical story. There are dozens of semi-canonical spin-off stories many others have based within this same “Jenkinsverse” setting.

    • @Sekoia@lemmy.blahaj.zoneEnglish
      3•1 year ago

      Aw fuck I read that so much, and then it just kept spiralling into its muscle fetish. By far the most “the writer’s poorly disguised fetish” thing I’ve read. I don’t wanna read about steroids I wanna read about regular people doing stuff the aliens find impossible and inventing shit (||Von Neumann probes||)

      • Cyrus DraegurEnglish
        7•1 year ago

        You know, you’re definitely NOT wrong, I find my eyes glazing over as it hurtles headlong into beefcake gospel again and again; I’m enjoying ALL the other stuff but jesus fucking christ.

        Especially when it tries to make me give a shit about ONE specific character: Christian Firth AKA “Righteous”. He’s a CREEP. I DON’T CARE about his troubled childhood trauma or how much he struggles with his own brain’s constant hallucinations about how he might hypothetically messily splatter to pieces every other living creature within a thirty mile radius of his position at all times.

        And I thought the fucking relationship drama between Adam and Ava sucked, little did I know how much time would soon be squandered on softcore bodybuilding porn.

        This is the problem with web novels. Shit gets too far off the rails into an author’s unfiltered inner fixations. If he had an editor to crack him on the knuckles with a ruler every time he started waxing poetic about hairy sweaty glistening pecs and biceps (“less is more” and “kill your darlings”) it would be AT LEAST TWICE AS GOOD of a story.

        I mean, fuck, I get that it can feel good for the Spehs Mureenz to have actually earned their power and skill through some ‘show don’t tell’ exposition, but the key word here is SOME. I don’t need to know their goddamn meal plans and a play by play of one of their bizarre freakish aggressive violent ‘cuddling sessions’. I’d be having a much better time reading this if I weren’t GAGGING ON MUSCLE every other FUCKING paragraph.

        …

        anyway other than that I love the dialogue, i love the technological and cultural concepts it explores, i love the big reveals and discoveries made along the way, i love how delightfully campy that one alien is out of the pure joy and delight of defying his society’s repressive taboos over emotional expression, there’s so much to love that i’m still reading it despite the pack of bulky, hulking, throbbing, veiny, floor shaking, BO-stinking AGONY.