Has anyone read the short story by Robert Sheckley, Can we have a little talk? I found it in a Sheckley anthology. Basically, a fellow named Jackson lands on a planet that hasn’t been mapped, explored or contacted yet, but since he is an expert inter-galactic linguist, sets upon trying to learn the language. Each time he runs into some new word or syntax, he investigates until he is sure how the construction and syntax works. But no matter how well prepared he is, his next foray into the population produces strange new situations, words and grammar. It becomes evident towards the end of the story that the language is evolving faster than he can catch up.
Example:
Erum handed Jackson the form. The first question read, “Have you, now or at any past time, elikated mushkies forsically? State date of all occurances. If no occurances, state the reason for transgrishal reduct as found.”
Jackson read no further. “What does it mean,” he asked Erum, "to elikate mushkies forsically?"
“Mean?” Erum smiled uncertainly. “Why, it means exactly what it says. Or so I would imagine.”
“I meant,” Jackson said, “That I do not understand the words. Could you explain them to me?”
“Nothing simpler,” Erum replied. "To elikate mushkies is almost the same as a bifar pobishkai."
“I beg your pardon”? Jackson said.
“It means–well, to elikate is really rather simple, though perhaps not in the eyes of the law. Scorbadising is a form of *elikation, *and so is *manruv garing. * Some say that when we breathe drorsically in the evening subsis, we are actually *elikating. * Personally, I consider that a bit fanciful.”
"Let’s try mishkies," Jackson suggested.
“By all means, let’s!” Erum replied, with a coarse boom of laughter. “If only one could–eh!” He dug Jackson in the ribs with a sly elbow.
“Hm, yes,” Jackson replied coldly. “Perhaps you could tell me what, exactly a mushkie is?”
“Of course. As it happens, there is no such thing,” Erum replied. “Not in the singular, at any rate. One mushkie would be a logical fallacy, don’t you see?”
"I’ll take your word for it. What are mushkies?"
“Well, primarily, they’re the object of elikation. Secondarily, they are half-sized wooden sandals which are used to stimulate erotic fantasies among the Jutor religionists.”
"Now we’re getting someplace!"Jackson cried.
“Only if your tastes happen to run that way,” Erum answered with discernible coldness.
“I meant in terms of understanding the question on the form–”
“Of course, excuse me,” Erum said. “But you see; the question asks if you have ever elikated mushkies forsically, and that makes all the difference.”
“Does it really?”
“Of course! The modification changes the entire meaning.”
“I was afraid that it would,” Jackson said. “I don’t suppose you could explain what forsically is?”
" I certainly can!" Erum said. Our conversation now could–with a slight assist from the deme imagination–be termed a forsically designed talk."
“Ah,” said Jackson.
“Quite so,” said Erum…
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I love Robert Sheckley!}