No, nothing about Malcolm Gladwell here (although read his site - his insights are very interesting), I just want to post a little warning about taking word misuse too far. Let me tell you about a little biscuit/scone incident in the good old USA that almost tipped me over the edge.
I was in a cake shop and they were selling what would be called rock cakes in Australia. Basically big, chunky oversize biscuits (cookies) in a mound-like shape. And what did they call them? ...scones!
I swear, I almost jumped the counter and strangled them. This is the sort of thing we need to take a stand on. You can't go around swapping words whenever you feel like it. I can't say it often enough!
And they treat you like you're the crazy one when you point it out to them... by bashing their face against a glass cabinet. That is not a fucking scone! If anything, that's a biscuit! This thing over here, this light, fluffy thing, THIS is a scone! Get it right goddamit!
What the hell is wrong with you people?