If we called a rose a “triantafyllo” it would still have thorns and it would smell as sweet — or at least, that’s what Shakespeare said. Approximately.
While the essence of a rose will remain the same no matter how we call it, the name we give to anything and everything surrounding us bares much more significance than we usually care to think about. People are biased towards the names we identify ourselves with and there are plenty of weird connections between the name a person gets at birth and the job they will hold, their athletic performance, their chances of getting an interview, or generally how successful they’ll be in life.
When I think about it, it just feels weird to refer to a rose as a triantafyllo. (Please accept my sincerest apologies for creating this previous phrase if you’re Greek; I meant no offence and I had absolutely no bad intention whatsoever. It just feels really weird.)
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