Slang is one of those things that never fails to interest. It evolves at a dizzying rate and is forgotten as quickly as it moves on, frustrating my desire to know what the heck people were talking about. So when I see something like this 1928 newspaper article about campus slang I sit up and pay attention. It reads like a dispatch from another universe:
There is however one happy little tidbit here that solves an old mystery: what precisely is a cush?
The issue first arose when I wrote this post back in 2018. It involved the first iteration of what became the Rules for Slimes, written in the fall of 1916, which I found in the ARA collection. Check out rule four:
So that mystery seem solved, but I’d still like to know what you had to do to be guilty of vamping and why it was acceptable to do it in non-conspicuous places.
Bonus: So I’ve given up caring that the cypresses die but I’m still very interested in how the cypresses die.
