Oh Q, what have you gotten yourself dragged into? As the 17th letter of the alphabet, you already carry the weight of being a middle child. And who knows better than you what it’s like to be endlessly saddled with the company of #21? Now look what’s happened, you’ve been dealt the harsh blow of being the chosen symbol for the au courantconspiracy theory, “QAnon”.
Oh Q, what to do with you? Once again, you are maligned, relegated to being the emblematical sinkhole in which the unsorted roiling emotional outcroppings of some very unhappy people are being dumped. But, what about all of the other weight foisted on you?
Oh Q, being the least used letter in the English alphabet is hard enough a burden to bear, but then to realize you keep company with only one word in five hundred ten makes my heart break because it means that there are 170,957 words that you’ve never even met!
Oh Q, this is getting to sound way too doom and gloomy. God only knows that the pervasive low hanging clouds of these times don’t need any contribution from me… So Q, I’m just going to take a deep breath and drift into elevating my favorite words that begin with you: quiet, quality, questioning, quizzical, quixotic, quirky…