Of synonyms and antonyms

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How come the word "price" is synonymous to "worth" but "priceless" is the antonym of "worthless"?

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  1. AnonymousJuly 21, 2010 at 1:29 PM

    I dunno...

    but don't you ever wonder why they refer to victims of violent deaths done in a professional, stealthy manner as "salvage" victims while if you look for the meaning of the word in a decent Dictionary, you'd see something like "to save from waste" or "to rescue from"?

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  2. AnonymousJuly 21, 2010 at 9:42 PM

    diba yung mga sinasalvage e yung mga nakukulong tapos biglang papatayin?

    baka yun na yun. rescue from being imprisoned lol.

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  3. AnonymousJuly 22, 2010 at 7:57 AM

    Here's a take on the etymology of "salvage" - a former NPA commander told me a long time ago that in the earlier 70s during martial law, the military made efforts to reform NPA members and return them to the mainstream, to "salvage" them. However, in time the meaning of the term evolved to mean extra-judicial execution. Siguro yung mga sundalong tamad o walang pasensya ang nag-umpisa nun.

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  4. AnonymousJuly 22, 2010 at 12:29 PM

    @SSC> Sure Dude. Out of the fry pan and into the fire. Hehe.

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    Nice point. I think its exactly like that. But I have to suggest that maybe the killers weren't the ones who started the term from being popular (losing its original meaning).

    Malaking factor pa rin yung mga umpukan sa mga kanto kanto na pulos mga matatanda na nagmamarunong kahit wala namang alam. Sa tingin ko, sila nagkalat nung term. Chances are, di naman talaga nila alam dictionary meaning nung salita pero since nabasa sa dyaryo, na "yun daw na salvave na NPA Commander ay napatay", malamang nai incorporate na nila dun yung salitang salvage.
    Pero totoo yung nabanggit mo. May kakilala akong dating NPA na gusto na noon mag bagong buhay pero nahirapang bumaba sa bundok kasi napakarami nang gigil sa kanya. Buti nakakita siya ng mapagkakatiwalaan na pulis. dun siya sumuko. Ngayon, para bang nabura na nakaraan niya. Di mo mahahalata na dati palang NPA.

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