I love the 80s. I didn’t necessarily love them when I was in them, but I love them now. How can you not? I dare you to find a woman in her thirties who doesn’t put down the remote when Girls Just Wanna Have Fun comes on or won’t rock out to Borderline in the car. If there are any, I certainly don’t want to be friends with them.
More than the music, movies or television, though, it’s the language that penetrates my everyday life. Such jewels as “barf me out,” “gag me with a spoon” and “take a chill pill” are uttered from my lips embarrassingly often. “Eat shit and die?” I think it’s inspired– perfectly descriptive and to the point. “Bite me” is genius as well. “No shit, Sherlock?” What an incredibly valuable phrase and better, even, is “no, doy.” And, let’s not forget “Fuck’n A.” Curse words don’t come better than that.
Other fantabulous words from the 1980s? Dweeb. Gnarly. Buggin’. Lame. Stoked. Bogart. Spazz. Wicked. I could go on all day, but I won’t. It’s a pretty stellar list, and it just doesn’t get the respect it deserves. Don’t you agree?
I hope you’ll join me in bringing back the verbiage belonging to the decade of jelly shoes, crimped hair, legwarmers and Trapper Keepers. I think we can agree to leave the scrunchies in the past, but these gems are just too good to be forgotten. Consider this a call to action, my friends. Once you embrace them, you’ll wonder how you ever let these words language. They’re truly outrageous.