Monikers have always fascinated me.
But not all monikers are alike.
Sobriquets are praiseworthy monikers.
Epithets are derogatory ones.
A sobriquet—derived from the Old French word for jest—is bestowed out of fondness (the Old French word sobriquet literally meant a "chuck under the chin.") A sobriquet is also bestowed out of awe. The Man of Steel is an example.
An epithet—derived from the Greek word for added—is bestowed in order to disparage.* The Mutton-Eating Monarch is an example.
If that's the case, I might start insisting my pronoun of choice isn't he, she, or they, but "The Maven of Monikers."
Sadly, fanciful monikers are fast becoming extinct. But some are ageless.
Among the hundreds of ageless sobriquets, my favorite include:
- The Bard (William Shakespeare)
- The Boss (Bruce Springsteen)
- The Duke (John Wayne)
- The Father of His Country (George Washington)
- The Godfather of Soul (James Brown)
- The Governator (Arnold Schwarzenneger)
- The Great Emancipator (Abraham Lincoln)
- The King of Rock & Roll (Elvis Presley)
- The Lion of Round Top (Strong Vincent)
- The Man from Uncle (Napoleon Solo)
- The Prince of Peace (Jesus Christ)
- The Swamp Fox (Francis Marion)
Among the hundreds of ageless epithets, my favorite include:
- The Bastard of Bolton (Ramsay Bolton)
- The Boston Strangler (Albert DeSalvo)
- The Butcher of Lyon (Klaus Barbie)
- The Hick from French Lick (Larry Bird)
- The Iron Lady (Margaret Thatcher)
- The Kid (William Bonney)
- The Little Corporal (Napoleon Bonaparte)
- The Louisville Lip (Mohammed Ali)
- The Old Pretender (James Francis Edward Stuart)
- The Tangerine Tornado (Donald Trump)
- The Teflon Don (John Gotti)
- The Unabomber (Ted Kaczynski)
What are your favs?