Clap trap, gibberish, mumbo jumbo, Like someone’s mouth is moving but the sense is lost it all hits your ears like a wet tea towel, a big ‘galumph’ of senselessness. Sometimes it’s a bamboozlement of bullshite, but other times it might be someone rabbiting on about something they know intimately and they think you will, but, instead its just a clag of sound filling the air. Teachers and lecturers standing at the front of the class, politicians standing in front of ridiculous barrages of microphones all know the language, all know the secrets of mumbo jumbo. Politicly correct language , Lawery speak mumbo jumbo. It’s like trying to eat one those foot long subs, except it’s your ears that’ve gotta do the eating and surely your brain is bigger than your tummy, but no, soon enough you’re full, don’t want to know any more all the bidding is done and you’re walking away with shopping bags full, rustling as you walk down the street, weighed down by a shopping expedition of mumbo jumbo, the things that weren’t on the list, but you bought them, have to invent some sort of excuse some mumbo jumbo to convince your partner that there is some validity behind this unplanned excess. Might need to talk about the need for some mumbo jumbo to make up for things, that is if you want to use mumbo jumbo as a syllogysm for something else!
Surely I’ve written enough now but no, there’s still another four minutes to fill – who chose this stupid world? And why did the random word generator even have it in it’s memory banks? Some clever arsed programmer thought yeah, lets make them slip up on this one, there’s been other words too, allowed to slip through to the short stop the wicket keeper, depending on what code you follow, just imagine that bullet zipping through the air, ready to hit you square behind the eyes. Imagine the mumbo jumbo you might be speaking if it did, if you weren’t wearing a helmet. You’d be hearing those tweety bird sounds and have those classic cartoon stars and suns orbiting around your head, perhaps be concussed and keep asking what happened I feel like I’ve just come out of it…….Thank god only another minute – think I’m over it for today, been too long, to much going on, just filling the next sentence with more mumbo jumbo to fill in the next minute the next sweep of the keys the next springy step back that they make, that clitter clatter of the keys, all just MUMBO JUMBO – there- capitals does that work better!
