Some might regard it as ‘brain rot,’ but the first word of the year just for tweens and teenagers could be the most hopeful development of this year

By Coco Khan / The Guardian

What connects the word “vape,” the crying-laughing emoji and the phrase “squeezed middle”? No, it is not just a biting crossword clue for “millennial”: They have all previously been crowned word of the year. Admittedly, there are now so many “words of the year” that, if they were physical objects, they could make a decent-sized museum collection. Which, as it happens, is exactly how I like to imagine them — artefacts of their time, telling a story of a changing society.

This year’s winners — from “parasocial” (Cambridge Dictionary’s choice) to “rage bait” (Oxford English Dictionary), “67 (six-seven)” (Dictionary.com) and “slop” (Merriam-Webster) — would join the group, although where in the “museum” remains to be seen. Would they sit in the permanent collection, along with 2005’s “podcast” and 2015’s “binge-watch”? Or the archive, where irrelevances such as 2007’s “w00t” are packed off to, to see out their days alongside former British prime minister David Cameron’s lesser-remembered very bad idea: not Brexit (Collins, 2016), but “big society” (Oxford, 2010).

Play curator with me, and let us take a tour.

Illustration: Kevin Sheu

To look back at the winning words from the past 20 years is to look back at life through rose-tinted glasses. Seriously, people bang on about the hope and optimism of the 2012 Olympics opening ceremony, but how about a 2006 UK seemingly so untroubled that its Oxford word of the year was “bovvered”? Or a country where, in contrast to last year’s shared cultural experience of “enshittification,” it was “sudoku” (Oxford, 2005)? Were these times really much simpler — sorry, “simples” (a 2009 winner)?

Surely not, given some words feel like prophecy. Indeed, when in 2009 I graduated into a recession, blissfully unaware of how it would define my generation, I would have done well to have registered 2008’s “credit crunch” and “bailout.” Still, earlier winners feel almost innocent: Merriam-Webster’s 2013 “science” (that is right, no particular field, just science) or Dictionary.com’s “change” (2010). See also: “youthquake” (Oxford, 2017), “occupy” (American Dialect Society, 2011) and “feminism” (Merriam-Webster, 2017). These words speak to a hunger for progress, even as darker terms such as “fake news” (Collins, 2017) or “post-truth” (Oxford, 2016) emerged.

However, it is 2018 where it gets really bleak. Words that would suit an apocalyptic horseman dominate (“climate emergency,” “permacrisis,” “toxic,” “gaslighting,” “polarization”), before giving way to the language of fleeting tech crazes (“NFT,” “homer”) and variations on the theme of ennui (“quiet quitting,” “existential”). Which I suppose would at least give future visitors to the museum an understanding of not only what burned Rome, but the soundtrack coming from the metaphorical fiddle (Charli XCX, duh: “brat” was Collins’ winner last year).

As for this year’s words, many fit right in. “Rage bait” surely belongs in the central gallery, given it is a now-permanent fixture of online life, and a neat summary of how algorithms reward emotional manipulation. Meanwhile, I only hope “slop” — the grim churn of mind-numbing artificial intelligence video (AI) — goes the way of “metaverse” (Oxford runner-up, 2021) as another bit of overhyped ephemera, quietly scrubbed from our lives once we all realize how rubbish it is. To the basement with thee!

What about “parasocial,” this year’s darkest winner? It might need a room of its own. It gained relevance amid stories of users bonding with AI and peak fan moments such as Taylor Swift’s engagement dominating the Internet. Personally, it is not the “fan” element that gives me the chills, but rather how parasocial is replacing real human connection, as we continue to retreat from lives lived with one another to something far lonelier.

Which brings me to “six-seven.” Where to place a “word” such as that? Dictionary.com’s choice, it is the first-ever word of the year that is near-exclusively used by teenagers. Meaning “so-so,” but mainly deployed at random to annoy adults, it is a joke without a punchline. So there is only one place for it: the Mona Lisa spot.

Hear me out. You see, there is one other trend that has emerged from word of the year recently, and it is one I can get behind: the fun words. “Goblin mode,” a term for slobbing out (Oxford, 2022)? A truly poetic self-effacement. How about “rizz” (2023)? One could argue it should not be included given it is just an abbreviation of another word (charisma), but what could be more now than a word that works quickly, flexibly (“rizz” is also a verb) and I am sure from home too, if it could.

Some might regard this slang as “brain rot” (Oxford, last year). However, humor is precious. It is human, even if distilled through tech. Crucially, it is full of potential, because if you can share a joke, you can truly connect, and if you can connect, you can rebuild.

So we return to “six-seven.” How does this sound for its exhibition placard? “This form of ‘anti-humor,’ although it appears senseless and even nihilistic, is in fact a piece of guerilla performance art exposing the meaninglessness of our times.”

OK, OK, maybe I have taken this curator thing a bit too far, because it is actually quite simple: Saying “six-seven” at random is just a very, very teenage thing to do, and that is great.

I say this as someone who was at school during the height of the Budweiser advert frenzy, in which schoolkids would burst into “wassupppp” at quite literally any time. Yes, it was random — that was the point, as was the fact no one else was laughing bar the perpetrator and their friends.

With “six-seven,” we see the hallmarks of this same daft, kind of annoying and quintessentially teenage energy. It might be Internet slang, but its power is in real life — forging social bonds with other teens, and creating a shared identity. Given everything we hear about teens being worryingly self-conscious, lacking friendship and paralyzed by anxiety, this harmless bit of fun heartens me. Maybe the kids really are alright.

Could it be the most hopeful word of this year? The one that symbolized the beginning of something beautiful again, a triumph of human nature as we start to rebuild a new world? We shall see. For now, we shall consider it on display, pending further review.

Coco Khan is a freelance writer and cohost of the politics podcast Pod Save the UK.