For the record, I am capable of tones so patronizing, they’d be entered in the world records. They would have if my response to the offer hadn’t sent the records people shuffling home with their eyes cast down and their hands impotently in their pockets. My shit be patronizing in the extreme.
Lennon’s right, though perhaps only temporarily. You see a few other words we take for granted were originally trademarks until they became so ubiquitous as to collapse. Escalators, for instance. What else are we going to call them? Mechanical stairs? It is only a matter of time until the "frisbee" trademark shares a similar fate and is judge by a judge to be too common to be owned by anyone but everyone.
Then Forrest’s friends can go back to claiming theirs is the ultimate way to use it, and I can continue making light of them. But for now, an unsteady, patronizing truce.
Ja.