My contact with language research has been already described in this forum. When I finished my Humanistic studies, I wanted to study actualisations of the HUMAN SOUL (no less!), and so I decided to go for analysing literary works. But I happened to know an English linguist who convinced me that the so-called human soul would perhaps be better understood if we understood human language (at that time, Cory, I was not yet making the distinction. I used it in the general non-accurate way it is used by most).
I had never found it INTERESTING. On the contrary: I had always thought that grammar, phonetics, and everything related to "language" was an incredible and boring mess which amounted to putting labels into evanescent boxes of ... thin air!
But then, Hyakawa's book, Language in Thought and Action, changed my stance towards Linguistics radically. And I began to feel really interested in understanding how it worked in the world.
One of the first things I realised was that almost everything we consider important could not exist without language. What is the difference between having sex and making love? Language! How do politicians do their work? Using language! (sometimes, though, one wishes politicians would shut up and thus things would get along smoothly ... but oh well!). How does culture reach us? By language! You name one important thing and it is always wrapped in some linguistic parcel.
And then, in Edinburgh, I came across this one guy who looked like a grown up Woody Allen, Noam Chomsky, who played the grammatical flute of Hammelin in such a charming way that I could not resist his magic; so, I have been bewitched ever since by his music.
As you see, it cannot be said that I am a real linguist, although I have worked professionally on that topic for more that 40 years of my life.
I am a chomskyan, period.
Eventually, the chomkyans, Dan Sperber and Deirdre Wilson, opened a new window in my chomskyan mind. The window that finally let me accomplish my original longing to research on the HUMAN SOUL.
My view of the World is now absolutely biassed by my only true-and-three-person-GOD: Chosmky, Sperber & Wilson. I am unable to jump out of this frame if I want to make sense of what surrounds me. That is why, to many of you, my ideas are stubbornly rigid and weird.
The fact is, though, that I don't have other!