Yesterday’s Talk of the Nation featured an interview (listen here) with Mike Albo and Virginia Heffernan, authors of the just-out novel The Underminer: The Best Friend Who Casually Destroys Your Life. Apparently quite a hit (with whole The Underminer website here), Albo performs selections of the novel on stage, too, but this was the first I’d heard of it. And how glad I am to have heard of it. The Underminer is that person we all know, a “poisonous” friend that we can’t seem to get rid of because we do love them, we do, but…they’re mean to us! Even if not on the surface.
You can explore the book yourself (here are some more links to other articles), but the concept and the interview on Talk of the Nation brought up the ever-interesting sociolinguistic point that in our culture, being passive aggressive is the only way to be honest to a friend without risking complete alienation or general friend freak-out.
ALBO:…[Y]ou know, we live in this very competitive world, but also a very polite society, as well. So it’s just a way for us to get out aggressions with each other. I think, like, maybe in some other age, we’d be slapping each other with white gloves or doing a snake dance or something. But these days, you know, you have to sort of couch it in the superpoliteness.
I’d say that’s about right–when I taught ESL last semester, my Asian students - actually now that I think about it, moreso my Eastern European students - were so confused about how artificially uber-polite Americans are; always saying “You might not want to do that…” or “Here’s another way to look at it…” or “I understand what you’re doing, BUT…” instead of just “You’re wrong!” and getting on with it.
But my favorite favorite favorite part of the interview was when a caller brought up undermining as an institutional phenomenon in the South, executed with one little phrase:
MIKE (Caller): Yeah. Hi. This undermining person, it made me think of not just one person, but the South as an entire region.
(Soundbite of laughter)
MIKE: You can say whatever you want to however cruel and heartless it may be to another person, but as long as you back it up with `Bless his little heart’ or `Bless her little heart,’ it’s perfectly acceptable and no one will bat an eye at what you just said.
ALBO: Ooh.
HEFFERNAN: Mike and I met at the University of Virginia in Charlottesville. So maybe there was a little bit of, like, Southern manners informing our thinking about it.
STASIO (host): Well, now as you say that, I can hear that kind of sweet, genteel voice. And it does strike me that this has been in the works and in the culture for a long time.
And this is not just the South. One of the favorite characteristics of my grandmother’s speech (which is Midwestern) is her follow-up of any potentially insulting comment with “Bless her heart!” It is so normal for her to say this, in fact, that you know when she’s really insulting someone and when she’s just talking for the sake of it, because the omission of “bless her heart” signals the former. Witness this interaction between my sister, me, and our cousin from just a few weeks ago:
Cousin: So how’s it staying at Grandma’s?
Sister: Oh it’s fine; she thinks we’re crazy I think.
Me: Yeah, we heard her talking on the phone to a friend, and she said, “Well, the girls are here…yep…ooh, they’re characters!”
Cousin: (laughs) Did she say “Bless their hearts!” afterward?
Sister: Uh…
Me: Don’t think so.
Cousin: Oh. Huh.
But it’s true - if she had said “bless their hearts” afterward, it would have been “all good” (another underminer catch-phrase, according to Heffernan).
Finally, a fun neologistic portmanteau arose from another caller in the interview: the complisult, which has (who knew?) been in UrbanDictionary for nearly a year already.