I like Etymology.  You know…. the study of the origin of words.  And of course….  the way in which their meanings have changed throughout history.  A lot of our English language derives from Latin, Greek, and Germanic roots.  For this reason… the old study of words can sometimes be a bit on the perplexing side.

So.  Tonight.  I will break it down for thee.  Etypollymology…  I like to call it.

First word.
Pro.
Sure… we all know what it means.   A Pro.   Professional…  Like a baseball player.  Or a Wall Street player.  Or, it could me… in favor of something.
It comes from the Latin word proe… which means great wealth.  Lots and lots of money.
See how this works?

Crass.
I have always liked the way the word crass sounds.  However,  I know some crass people and they  don’t sound so nice.  It means that someone  is lacking sensitivity, refinement…  or  even… perhaps…. intelligence.  Guess what.  Latin again….crasseus.   It means thick.  Thick.  Like a brick.

Tin.
Just switching gears a bit.  Tin is a silvery-white metal.   It is very rare.  The atomic number 50 on the Periodic Table…. And it’s symbol is Sn.    This one is Germanic.   Zinn.  This means can… or container.  Like a bin.  Or a Tin.   Or a Tin Bin.

Ate.
I like this word too.  Let’s eat.  We ate.  To consume.  Rhymes with my other favorite number… Eight.    Why was 6 afraind of 7.  7 ate 9.    Okay.  Every language has some sort of origin of this word.  English etan, Germanic essen, and so forth.
Gobble it down.

So the study of words isn’t so bad… when you just explore a little.  All you have to do is break down the word… to get to the root of things.   Now then.  Put all of those previous words together….
Pro.   Crass.  Tin.  Ate.

Procrastinate.    AND. As we just broke it down… It typically means that someone is delayed from making lots of money, because they are being thick… and playing a game of kick the (tin) can… When they should be working by eight.

And there you have it.  Etypollymology.   (Books on Tape Coming Soon.)

Riddle for the night.  Can you connect the meaning of the image to tonight’s writing?  I am just cloaked in mystery tonight.

“How did reason come into the world? As is fitting, in an irrational manner, by accident. One will have to guess at it as at a riddle.”  —   Friedrich Nietzsche