While riding today I started to ask myself, is the egg the egg or a representation of the egg. If we called an egg oval would its eggness diminish? What is it about the word egg allows us to have an idea of the egg?
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This question is a good writing prompt.
I think “oval” diminishes its eggness in a way that “ovoid” does not.
But neither can change the essence of its eggness because its eggness is not defined by words.
Its eggness seems to exist in some othet dimension than that of letters and words.
I look at your big bird picture and I decide, based on what I imagine I know of you, that it is a real photo, not AI generated.
And I can hardly believe that clouds form themselves into shapes that correspond with animal shapes. What part of our brains see the bird so clearly in that cloud?
What characteristics are included in “No Hell” that notice the big bird and have the eye to take the photo. Some good questions to live with today.
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Hello Susan,
You have developed such interesting questions from this simple post.
Would calling it ovoid point us to egg? What hoops will we have to jump between ovoid and egg?
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in a photo of three items, an egg, a train, a tree, yes, ovoid would point us to egg. the word on the page in a dictionary only would if we already have the connection between the idea of ovoid and the idea of egg. or maybe i don’t know for sure.
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In a scenario like you have described, then ovoid makes sense. But where there are no visual cues, I think we would be lost
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trying to picture scrambled ovids for breakfast. “hey daddy, the hen just laid four ovids…”
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Hahaha
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This is my “summer relaxation” period in my professional life. You pose a thought and questions about eggishness! How am I supposed to fathom all of that? LOL! 😉 Good question, my Kenyan brother! That explains your choice of the photograph of the “big bird!” The actual originator of the egg! Sorry, but that’s the limit of what I can mentally process today! Laughter, love and naked hugs, my Kenyan brother! 😉
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During your summer rest, the rest of us should benefit from your nerdiness
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LOL! 😉
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Smart people were called eggheads back in the fifties and sixties. Have not heard that expression in a while.
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I haven’t heard it too
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Things receive names, saying what they are, but do subjective distinctions between this or that really exist? Affirmations and denials are compromises, as things are given names, but they do not describe the possibilities the things have for themselves.
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I think the names we give things limit what they can be.
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In NZ slang, egg is a light hearted way of describing someone who’s acting foolishly, so the word doesn’t necessarily conjure up the same thought for me as it might for you.
I had an uncle who always called eggs cackleberries and to the best of my recollection, a cackleberry pancake always had more egginess than an omelette. likewise, it was always more fun drinking moo juice at his place than plain old run-of-the-mill milk at home.
As to calling an egg oval, it would to me diminish its egginess because an oval is two dimensional and can refer to many things, whereas an egg is a specific type of ovoid. But when you ask “What is it about the word egg allows us to have an idea of the egg?“, I don’t think it does. Well not to me anyway.
I don’t use words when I’m thinking. For me, words are simply tokens used to pass ideas from one person to another. So if I want to pass the idea of an egg to someone else, then I need to look up a word for it, such as egg or cackleberry or tomago (Japanese for egg and used just as often as “egg” in our home). That looking up process is completely separate from thinking about the egg itself and only necessary if I wish to convey the idea of an egg to someone else.
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Here, acting like an egg is being delicate or something close. First time I am hearing egg referred to as cackleberries. I agree with you and Susan about oval and it’s 2 D nature.
I think it is the case for most that we use words as a means to represent ideas or things.
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