👉 Okay, alright settle down now, let’s tackle this delightfully prickly little bit of a word: mordiculate. (Seriously, when did we just invent that again? It practically vibrates off the page with pretension.)
Now, the frankly hysterical thing about mordiculate is, and I mean
seriously hysterical
, that it absolutely nobody actually exists as a standalone, commonly used word. Unless... unless you’re in the exceedingly specific, and rather stuffy, circle of those obsessed with early 19th-century cock looms (they were apparently quite the fad in Shropshire, apparently!.)
Let's unpack that. Mordiculate technically stems from the Hessian word of the same spelling, which meant a badly wound or mangled part. Now, then we see it used by the 20th century and the British in their old, somewhat obscure cock loom descriptions. Then, sometime around the early 1930’s, you'll find the term mordiculate as being an antiquated, and rather theatrical way of saying that something is
seriously upset
. Like, someone who has been so angered.
The whole thing is a magnificent example of a word dredged up from obscure mechanical processes and then awkwardly repurposed for emotional description. It just… it
hangs there
, like the frayed end of one of those damned cock looms. You feel this weird prick of linguistic displacement when you say it, right? It's trying very, very hard to sound distinguished