{"id":667,"date":"2018-12-31T22:26:03","date_gmt":"2018-12-31T22:26:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/generic.wordpress.soton.ac.uk\/skywritings\/?p=667"},"modified":"2018-12-31T22:26:03","modified_gmt":"2018-12-31T22:26:03","slug":"okey-doke","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/generic.wordpress.soton.ac.uk\/skywritings\/2018\/12\/31\/okey-doke\/","title":{"rendered":"Okey-Doke"},"content":{"rendered":"

I remember the lightly-accented words of my word-loving cosmopolitan immigrant father<\/a>, telling me this joke in the early 50’s when the words were still current:<\/p>\n

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FATHER<\/b>: There are two words I want you to promise never to use: One is “swell” and the other is “lousy.”
\nSON<\/b>:
Okay<\/a><\/i>-Doke, Pop, what are they?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<\/blockquote>\n

(His mispronunciation<\/a> partly missed — and so unwittingly made — the point.) <\/p>\n

He also asked me to promise never to play jazz on my horn. <\/p>\n

(My grandmother asked me to promise never to marry a gentile girl.)<\/p>\n

I kept both promises, unwittingly, one by giving up the horn altogether, the other by never marrying at all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I remember the lightly-accented words of my word-loving cosmopolitan immigrant father, telling me this joke in the early 50’s when the words were still current: FATHER: There are two words I want you to promise never to use: One is “swell” and the other is “lousy.” SON: Okay-Doke, Pop, what are they? (His mispronunciation partly … <\/p>\n