It's Dial-a-Cliche!

I was going to post something entitled "You Can Never Go Home Again" and started wondering from whence the phrase had come. I really enjoy etymology, so the origin of phrases seems like a natural progression to me. Anyway, my search led me to a site called Cliché ...

When I clicked from the aforementioned phrase to the home page of the site, I realised that this is a web version of "dial-a-cliché".

Oh, I might as well listen to the song, it is rather lovely....

This is actually something that has been on my mind of late, as well.
See, I have been studying to prepare for employment in drug and alcohol counselling, and there is one widely recognised method, I'm not going to call it out publicly, nor am I knocking it, so please, don't anyone take offence... but, here comes the, BUT, it is literally filled with sound bytes and clichés. Now, I realise that any programme could fall into this evaluation, after all, chronic repetition of certain phrases will soon become cliché to anyone closely associated with it. It just seems that the very last thing one needs for words of recovery to do is lose their power.

I wonder what the recent additions to the Oxford Dictionary are....

a visual representation of information or data, e.g. as a chart or diagram: a good infographic is worth a thousand words

smart or stylish:the new white, blue, and orange colour schemes are very schmick

postings made on the social networking site Twitter, considered collectively

(used especially on electronic message boards as a sarcastic comment on an inexperienced or overenthusiastic poster) oh my God!:ZOMG! ! I finally managed to reformat the filethe airport was hot and big, but there was really nothing that made me stop and think ZOMG FOREIGN COUNTRY!

These are just a few of them, the complete a-z can be found here:

Well, before I go off on a thousand more tangents, I now conclude.


This reminds me of something I've often wondered about Morrissey. Everyday people tell him they love him. Almost every fan encounter is an exchange of love. I wonder if that word is meaningless to him now. LIke if someone were to come along and in a traditional sense fall in love with him unconditionally ("I love who you are, not only when you're providing me music,") how could they communicate that to him so that it didn't go in one ear and out the other like the zillion other declarations of love he's recieved over the years?

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