…and I reminded her- praise Anocteon- how the Casauvesoyd in awoa held those polls four decades ago, and every pona had a vote to determine which words should be removed from the language, hotchy, vulgar words like ____, ______ and ______. But she just kept saying, this isn’t right, this isn’t right at all.
And I pointed out to her that the best of our doctors had conducted research on the subject and proved conclusively that ipona who knew and understood the meaning of words like ___, ____ and _____ were overwhelmingly more likely to commit ___, ____ and _____. Again, Anocteon have mercy, to no avail.
And finally, as a kind of joke, you understand, simply trying to convince her of the awoa of my argument, I suggested that those who used words like ____, _____ and ______ generally required a session of Tulos in order to purify themselves of the taint of that coarse, hotchy language, an infection which was likely to spread to others who might act these words out in the republic. Did she want her children, Anocteon be feared, growing up in a world of ____, _____ and ______? Didn’t she understand that the ipona had made their verdict clear?
But she just kept saying, No, this isn’t right, this isn’t right at all. Thinking about it now, I should probably have suspected what she’d go on to do.