“Only when rendered desperate by hunger
do they stray down to the third floor, where the people Morty call the heels
hold forth in furnished offices each about the size of a bathroom. Since the
heels constitute the lowest category of tenant in the building, no proprietor
of a first-class chop-suey joint or roadhouse would call on them for talent.
`The best you can get there,’ performers say, `is a chance to work Saturday
night at a ruptured saloon for bubkis.’ Bubkis is a Yiddish word which means
`large beans.’”
In other words, this class of
performers works for little or no pay. The Oxford
English Dictionary confirms the Yiddish derivation from bobkes, meaning “nonsense, rubbish,
nothing,” but “of uncertain origin.” The dictionary labels it “N. Amer. slang (orig. in Jewish usage),” defines it as “absolutely nothing, nil,”
and cites Liebling’s usage. In The Secret
Lives of Words (2000), Paul West, in his entry for bupkis (he spells it “bupkiss”), says it derives “from the Russian
for a few beans, it has come to mean not that but literally nothing.” West
describes the word, neologistically, as “zerophilic.” West hears the false echo
I hear, and approves:
Further poking about suggests bupkis may have been absorbed into
Yiddish from the Russian and Polish bobek,
“bean,” but from a very specific usage. The Yiddish kozebupkes means goat droppings, combining the Russian koza (“goat”) and bobki (“little beans”). Bupkis
is goat shit: “Bupkis mit Kuduchas.”
2 comments:
On the old Dick Van Dyke Show, "Bupkis" was the name of a song written by Rob Petrie and an old army buddy. Years later it was stolen by another old buddy, who turned it into a hit. ("Bupkis is a lot of nothing / And thats what I get from you!/ Bupkis!") I believe this was my introduction both to Yiddish and to the concept that people actually wrote the music to songs, rather than selected the tunes from a pre-existing collection, which I had envisioned as looking like a thick book of wallpaper samples.
Small World Department: I just finished reading Liebling's "Earl of Louisiana," and it was absolutely delightful, especially in the middle of our own political season.
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