That's the title of a book by the 1930s American linguist, Benjamin Lee Whorf. It's also what this ramble is about.
(Why do I give a @#$%^&? Because I love language and languages, and it's an eternal frustration to me that I've never mastered any except my own.)
One of the things about the Chronophontians that never ceases to fascinate me is that they are not all monolingual English speakers like I am. In fact, only one of them is...

all-American ME!!!!
Natasha is Russian, Jeannine is French (though not by any means a stereotypical French person), Euthanasia is Transylvanian (Romanian + Hungarian with a little German thrown in), and Shirley, though basically American by adoption, has been around for several thousand years and assures me that her native language is Etruscan. As for the non-core Chronophontians: Lisette, Jeannine's little sister, is French; Alyosha is Russian; and I'm not sure about anybody else's nationality, except that Nikita the Mouse, despite the Russian name Natasha gave him, hails from the New York/New Jersey waterfront - at least to judge by his very (regional) American accent. (Think of a countertenor Humphrey Bogart.)
Despite their wildly varied origins, I "hear" all of them in English.
Natasha, Jeannine, and Lisette "speak" to me with distinctive accents - and their English tends to be "correct" second-language English rather than the slangy, fully comfortable English of a native speaker. OTOH, Euthie, who never learned any English at all, "speaks" to me in slangy (not to say occasionally quite vulgar) American.
My theory is that Natasha, Jeannine and Lisette have learned excellent English - as a second language. And as a courtesy to their "medium" (me), they communicate with me in their very best English - complete with accent. OTOH, Euthie, who never wasted time on foreign languages,
thinks in her own mix of Romanian and Hungarian - and it comes out to monolingual me in American.
This leads to the "reality" issue.
From a narrow, reductionist, materialist point of view, the Chronophontians are purely and simply and MERELY figments of Thomas Ahlswede's imagination.
Sure, they ARE figments of my imagination. But there is nothing MERE about them.
They are PEOPLE. They have their lives, which I strive to represent and present and celebrate for you (and for myself too, of course.) When I say my prayers, I pray for them just as I pray for my kids - though, to be sure, my kids come first.
Fiction writers will understand immediately: a good character has his/her own take on things, and will communicate it very effectively. If your character doesn't want to do something, she damn well WON'T do it. And you will feel like a fool insisting.
The Chronophontians are like that. They are PEOPLE. They provide the ideas; I'm just "A. Mouse Clicker." As a person brought up in the (basically materialist) tradition of science, I sometimes let slip that "they aren't real"...but I get quickly corrected on that!

Yer damn tootin. Where does he get off with that IDIOT notion?
Not that A. Mouse Clicker doesn't have power. Hey, folks, I click the mouse...or I don't! If I don't like an idea suggested by one of the girls, the mouse doesn't get clicked.

Isn't there some way to make him automatic?

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