Thursday, August 6, 2015

Okey-Dokey

                               Okey-Dokey                                                            August 6, 2015
 
Okey-Dokey is a word, a phrase, or a saying that we rarely hear today. I have a friend who uses it constantly. I have heard it from him so frequently that I was motivated to look it up. It is an anachronism that was used and abused in the thirties when I was in elementary school!

   In recent years, I have wondered every time my friend responds with okey-dokey why it sounds so strange to my ears. I believe that he uses it to end a specific piece of our conversation.  It resonates as a mindless agreement, a shut-down:  “OK you have said your piece, I have had enough, now let’s talk about something else!”  My friend succeeds, it does shut down conversation but I am not always satisfied because the implied agreement does not always ring true.   I am uncomfortable with the phrase; the person using it was not around in the ‘30s.  It is his automatic shut down valve and I have to be wise, simply accept it.

   It is almost like using “thee or thou” in everyday conversation today. Okey-dokey was a favorite of those of us who graduated in the thirties.  Those were tough years coming out of the Depression, prewar years when Europe was erupting.  I was just a kid graduating from the eighth grade, heading to high school.  Okey-dokey was perhaps like whistling in the dark.  If you said it and felt it, the world might get off its merry-go-round and provide some sense of security.

   Some words become dated.  I recall that I insisted that my father was “mid-Victorian” whenever he corrected me or reminded me of the boundaries.  That was the worst insult I could safely think of, I used it over and over again.  He simply shrugged it off; sometimes he said he was sorry, he was pleased because I was not cursing.  Today, our young people have a vernacular that is frequently incomprehensible to me.  I ask occasionally what a word means, always happy when the answer does not embarrass me.

   So, perhaps I can simply hear my friend’s okey-dokey and not listen for bells to ring when it is repeated.  Okey-Dokey? Finis!

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