
Originally Posted by
annon. student
If there's one word that deserves to be hauled into the back alley and dismembered letter by letter, it's CUTE. Just looking at the word brings up images of pink, frilly dresses; Veggie Tales; and helpess puppies. And the word brings up my breakfast. But why do I want to deface pictures of babies sitting in flowers? Why do I want to smash Precious Moments figurines into smithereens? And why do I want to put big black X's over stylized hearts?
For as long as I can remember, cute has inspired nothing in me but contempt. It's a cop-out descriptor. Whenever I hear it, I think, "What? Can you find no better adjective? With so many options, how could you choose cute?" Because cute is used so often and so carelessly; it means so little.
"Your shirt is sooo cute!"
"They make such a cute couple!"
"What a cute idea!"
Soon we'll be calling Jesse Ventura cute, or Fidel Castro, or nuclear warfare. Just recently I heard a girl squeal about a plain-faced education prof,"Oh, Dr. O'Reilly is so cute!" Get me a bucket so I can throw up. Cutely, of course.