I have come to the conclusion that cyberspeak is an enjoyable language. It allows one to break the rules of grammar and punctuation without penalty. Language, especially English, has always been an organic substance. In other words, the diction, syntax and rules of any natural mode of communication, such as English, have always morphed and evolved as humans put input into it.

Strict, mechanistic rules in language are only formalized in order to ease communication among the elite. The important thing to remember is that certain individuals are naturally elected the right to challenge this order. They do so by being creative.

If we are going to fertilize this organic thing called English, then we have to be willing to see through to the real meaning of the shackles of formalization, and see that these strict rules are really a form of enslavement. Particularly what is enslaved is your creative spirit.

Of course, average ordinary casual speakers know instinctively that language is organic. There are zillions of microcosms, families, sub-families, neighborhoods, clans, groups, sub-cultures, elite and scrubbers, all of which secretly defy convention. Human beings, lurking in their sub-culture, decide willy-nilly to make their own personal language.

The most spectacular recent examples of sub-cultures that have gone far beyond the casual and ordinary in language refinement are the hip-hop culture and the cyber culture.

The language wizards in hip-hop are creative creatures morphing vocally inside your ears. Your average rapper says defiantly, "I make my own world. I/We live by my/our own rules. If you dig us, join our party, help us create a new way to talk, listen and understand the way we talk, rap with us and be free in body, spirit, mind and soul!"

Purveyors of cyberspeak are very similar in their sentiments. Countless kids can break every English rule in the book behind their teachers' backs and be rewarded for their intelligent creativity at inventing new language terms and acronyms. By being hip to the standard argot of particular chatters, a cyber-geek gets instant status.

Language is a give-and-take game. If what you write is cool and others like it and decide to create a world of communication around your introduced terms and styles, then they will have organically taken what you have offered and helped you to grow a new branch on the language tree. What is so great about such givers like cyber-heads and rap-geeks is that they are bringing much-needed foliage to a tree with a big, fat (not phat)trunk that has grown from the soil of the powered elites, such as traditional novelists, bureaucrats, lawyers, editors, politicos, etc.

Now I do not think these groups of powered elites are completely evil because everyone has the possibility of becoming a member of the elites if they are not oppressed and possess talent. (Let us be honest: the hip-hop world and cyber world are full of elites and strict hierarchy.) The problem I have with any elites is that their formalized world stultifies outsiders. If, for whatever reason, you could not join the necessary hierarchy of your chosen field or avocation, you will find that you are a fool to the elites of this world because you will not be hip to the definitions of correct communication in it. Knowing the proper language games by the right powered elites is what matters.

If I tried to rap, I would be one whack motherfu#$%er. When I try to throw my 2 cents into cyber-culture sites on the net, such as chat rooms, forums, game sites, link dumps, tech sites, etc., my money is usually ignored. I can subtly feel the geeks recoiling in horror. They are repulsed by me because I do not deserve respect in a world that I have not sweated the proper amount of blood and tears for. They cannot accept me because I have not been properly vetted in the rules of their language games.

What I usually do when I am rejected is say, "Hey, I'm a maverick, a free radical, a writer looking to heal the word wounds between competing sub-cultures. I am a universalist. I am not working for the old fat tree of knowledge. I wanna grow a new phat tree, not just branches, and only a universalist can do this."

Christopher K Haan is a free-radical blogger and e-ranter who dreams of one day saving the world. He is not ashamed of such a wild dream because he knows that personal delusions sometimes actually affect outside reality. E-rants. Feed Your Blog Over the Web.