{"id":90,"date":"2007-01-17T20:42:00","date_gmt":"2007-01-17T20:42:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brianmashburn.net\/?p=90"},"modified":"2007-01-17T20:42:00","modified_gmt":"2007-01-17T20:42:00","slug":"dont-pluto-one-another","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/?p=90","title":{"rendered":"Don&#8217;t &quot;Pluto&quot; one another"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007> <\/p>\n<div><font face=Arial><em>&#8216;Plutoed&#8217; chosen as &#8217;06 Word of the  Year<\/em>&nbsp;<span class=420090317-17012007><em>&#8211; <\/em><\/span>Sun Jan 7, 8:38  PM ET&nbsp;<span class=420090317-17012007>&#8211; <\/span><\/font><font  face=Arial>ANAHEIM, Calif. &#8211; Pluto is finally getting some respect &#8212; not from  astronomers, but from wordsmiths.<span class=420090317-17012007>  <\/span>&#8220;Plutoed&#8221; was chosen 2006&#8217;s Word of the Year by the American Dialect  Society at its annual meeting Friday.To &#8220;pluto&#8221; is &#8220;to demote or devalue someone  or something,&#8221; much like what happened to the former planet last year when the  General Assembly of the International Astronomical Union decided Pluto didn&#8217;t  meet its definition of a planet.<\/font><\/div>\n<p><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><font face=Arial><span class=420090317-17012007>&#8220;May we all speak the truth  in love with sensitivity and respect for the perspectives of each other, and may  we all speak the truth in love with incredible strength and perseverance  regardless of the perspectives of each other. <\/span><span  class=420090317-17012007>Speaking the truth carelessly, spitefully,  sarcastically or in &#8220;self-defense mode&#8221; violates the former, and withholding the  truth to &#8220;keep the peace&#8221;, protect the status quo,&nbsp;or avoid chaos violates  the latter. <\/span><span class=420090317-17012007>And either one &#8220;plutos&#8221;  another human being.<em>&#8221; &#8212;<\/em> Yours Truly<\/span><\/font><\/div>\n<div><font face=Arial><font size=5><em><\/em><\/font><\/font>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>It was priceless  timing. The kind of timing that guys who value &#8220;such things&#8221; live  for.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>You know the scene.  I&#8217;m with a group of people in some sort of social setting. The conversation  flows from idea to idea, concept to concept, person to person. I&#8217;m listening  with&nbsp;a quite unconscious, non-malicious, but keen ear for &#8220;such things&#8221; and  then the moment comes. Someone says just the right thing, and something with  just the right ring of cleverness pops into my head, and then, WHAM! I interrupt  the flow, regardless of the level of sincerity lingering over the group (and  sometimes because of it), regardless of who has the floor at the time (and  sometimes because of it), regardless of who&#8217;s armor it might put a &#8220;chink&#8221; in  (and sometimes because of it), regardless of pretty much anything&#8230;I lay out a  brilliantly timed, masterfully phrased, &#8220;just-enough-truth&#8221; encompassing series  of words that steals the show, if even for a moment, and wows the crowd with a  mixture of roaring laughter, wide eyes accompanied by &#8220;oos&#8221; and &#8220;ohhhs&#8221;, fingers  pointing and backs slapping of the &#8220;prop&#8221; used for such things, which is usually  a real live human being. Occasionally the prop isn&#8217;t in the present crowd, but  known my all of us, so it feels like a &#8220;harmless crime,&#8221; if a crime at  all.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>I used  to&nbsp;&#8220;pluto&#8221; people like this often. That is, speaking things without regard  to other people&#8217;s perspective. I excused it with phrases in my head (and out  loud) like, &#8220;I&#8217;m just joking&#8221; (which I usually was), &#8220;I didn&#8217;t mean it&#8221; (which I  usually didn&#8217;t), &#8220;you should have thicker skin&#8221; (which they usually should&#8217;ve),  and &#8220;that&#8217;s just my nature&#8230;the way I am&#8221; (which I later found to be true only  in a superficial way). I still relapse occasionally, but for the most part I  don&#8217;t indulge in this for fear of the mindless and unintentional plutoing of  people in my wake.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>More often these  days, I pluto people in much more invisible way.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>Rather than doing  it&nbsp;by &#8220;saying&#8221; things that reflect &#8220;some truth&#8221; without love, I pluto  people by&nbsp;by &#8220;not saying&#8221; things that &#8220;are truth&#8221; and call it  love.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>I excuse it with  phrases in my head (and out loud) like, &#8220;I&#8217;m not sure how they would react to  that,&#8221; or &#8220;I&nbsp;AM sure how they would react to that,&#8221; or &#8220;I may not be right  about that,&#8221; or &#8220;that&#8217;s none of my business,&#8221; or &#8220;that&#8217;s not my responsibility.&#8221;  <\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>I couldn&#8217;t be  clearer on this for my life, but I could be more faithful. For me to do such a  thing completely &#8220;demotes and devalues&#8221; that person in my life. I have ceased  treating them with dignity in my heart. Especially when my thoughts start  excusing my silence with phrases like &#8220;They can&#8217;t handle it,&#8221; &#8220;They don&#8217;t want  it,&#8221; or &#8220;They just don&#8217;t get it.&#8221; <\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>I really do believe  that the truth sets you free. In every way that you can think of to take that  statement, I believe it is true. I&#8217;ve experienced it&nbsp;hundreds of&nbsp;times  in a&nbsp;dozens of&nbsp;ways.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial  size=2><\/font><\/span>&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div><span class=420090317-17012007><font face=Arial size=2>And anything but  God&#8217;s honest truth flowing from within, to one another, pluto&#8217;s one  another.<\/font><\/span><\/div>\n<p><font face=Arial><\/font>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8216;Plutoed&#8217; chosen as &#8217;06 Word of the Year&nbsp;&#8211; Sun Jan 7, 8:38 PM ET&nbsp;&#8211; ANAHEIM, Calif. &#8211; Pluto is finally getting some respect &#8212; not from astronomers, but from wordsmiths. &#8220;Plutoed&#8221; was chosen 2006&#8217;s Word of the Year by the American Dialect Society at its annual meeting Friday.To &#8220;pluto&#8221; is &#8220;to demote or devalue someone [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-90","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pO6nf-1s","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=90"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=90"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=90"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.brianmashburn.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=90"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}