All about Hampstead


Hello there.

My name is Hampstead III, but all my friends just call me Hamp.

This is a blog on the intricacies of English usage.

Recently I’ve noticed that there seems to be a new social phenomenon of the usage of the word, “right,” followed by a question mark. This phenomenon first was brought to my attention by my dear friend, Kim, whom shall remain nameless for security reasons (she’s somewhat insecure), and since has been trying to school me in the proper usage, as I’ve continued to struggle with this.

For example, “I know, right?” With an ascending inflection, as would be in asking a question. When she gave me this very simple example, I then shot back my own example of, “Do you still have my dogs, or have you sold them yet, right?”

Kim’s reaction was less than forgiving and actually could be considered abusive but I won’t repeat what she said to me since this is in public domain, right?

So Kim tried to explain that even though it’s presented as a rhetorical question, it’s not necessarily within the larger form of a question, which I apparently had projected onto her fragile psyche, with apparent substantially negative effects, over which she will spend the next several years trying to purge with the help of her therapist since childhood, whom also doubled as her piano teacher, and whom also taught her to drop complete measures within songs when she didn’t have sheet music to read, because her teacher never would let her sing the songs without sheet music, and when she did have sheet music, it only was allowed without words.

Piano was all that mattered.

This dogma has dogged her throughout her entire award-winning and prestigious career since childhood playing in New Guinea praise bands, while sacrificing virgins (which were very hard to find, as confirmed by Wiki. . . .), to the local volcanoes, to the point where Kim now constantly drops complete measures, phrases, pre-choruses, bridges, d.s. al codas, repeats (which interestingly become correct after four repeats where she finally has picked up the measures that would have been part of three loops on eight-bar phrases, etc.)  while enduring the judging glares of her musical compatriots.

But I digress, right? Or maybe not, right? Oops, I did it again, but this time not within a question, but, instead, within a not-so-cleverly-disguised banal statement, so I’m making progress, right? Right?

Well, hopefully you will follow me through this lexiconical journey as we spend blog articles exploring the nuances of the English language. Together. I might possibly veer off into other realms of discussion, but just hang with me. We’ll progress in our mutual understanding. And if not, we’ll just abort and retire to the couch and ask my friend Kim to bring us multiple bowls of ice cream. With caramel sauce. And peanuts. Right?