Monday, November 27, 2006
Loving the way our newspapers condense and combine words for reasons of space. This beauty was the result of a story in which some lunatic stabbed a young woman at a museum then threw himself off a high balcony.
But they didn't call it a 'stab-fall' which is actually shorter. That's because nobody falls to their death these days, they 'plunge'. Presumably screaming. And so 'stab-plunge' was born.
One day we'll think it's all so normal.