As we mentioned in this note , we are very excited about our gaucho dictionary: we find it a good way to honor our ancestors and understand a little more where some of the words we use every day come from.; ace. Did you know these?
The first meaning of this word is linear: young child, baby. But gauchos were very superstitious beings and there were certain things they didn't want to mention, so they started using it to refer to dead children. Today we keep using it and I confess that every time I hear it gives me a shiver.
This one reminds me of elementary school, when some companion (well, maybe me too some time again) said to us, “Don't be angurrient!”. I had always related it to gluttony, but today I learned that it means craving for anything (“a lot of desire for something”).
This one comes from late Latin (look at what the gauchos cults, huh?) “partiarius” which meant “participant”. But here they modified it to end up denoting a partner or friend. In the Venezuela and Colombia area “parce” is still used to this day as a synonym of “ friend ” (which demonstrates the power of language, which transcends any type of border, whether geographical or temporary).
This certainly comes from “fart” but I didn't want to stop mentioning it because I had never heard it as a verb (and less with the verbalizing prefix “a”). Beautiful. I'm going to start using it.
This goes straight to the gaucho dictionary because I had never heard it with this meaning: did you know that for the gauchos a “crushed” was a tired horse that could no longer move forward?
The tanguero lunfard pulled out much of the Gauchesque language (in the end, both speak of language levels that are known as “low”). What yes, for the gauchos meant “abandoned” but in material and concrete terms, the tangueros transformed it into “abandoned” using it for the male who was abandoned by the woman.
Hipólito Azema nació en Buenos Aires, en los comienzos de la década del 80. No se sabe desde cuándo, porque esas cosas son difíciles de determinar, le gusta contar historias, pero más le gusta que se las cuenten: quizás por eso transitó los inefables pasillos de la Facultad de Filosofía y Letras de la Universidad de Buenos Aires. Una vez escuchó que donde existe una necesidad nace un derecho y se lo creyó.