from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. Nonsense.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. senseless talk or writing; nonsense.
- v. To mix or adulterate.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. A worthless mixture, especially of liquors.
- n. Senseless jargon; ribaldry; nonsense; trash.
- transitive v. To mix or adulterate, as liquors.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- To jumble and adulterate (liquors); hence, to mix with inferior ingredients; adulterate: with with before the adulterant: as, to balderdash wine with cider.
- n. A jumbled mixture of frothy liquors.
- n. Senseless prate; an unmeaning or nonsensical jumble of words; trashy talk or writing.
- n. Synonyms See prattle, n.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. trivial nonsense
(I like that, and the word balderdash, and the ultimate insult ... cum bubble)
If I’ve been focusing on the latter in all the recent blather, by the way, it’s because I think the “you’re just a jealous poopy-head” balderdash is largely obvious and acknowledged, while the “meh, that’s so jejune” piffle is not.
I say, if that is the function, almost any human creature can learn to discharge it: fling out your orange-skin again; and save an incalculable labor, and an emission of nonsense and falsity, and electioneering beer and bribery and balderdash, which is terrible to think of, in deciding.
And I almost repeated balderdash, which is sure to lose me the hurried hairless vote.
Stableford describes the argument set out in the book as "balderdash" and notes that Hartwell invited him to write this review despite knowing that he would probably be of this opinion.
It was "balderdash" that the amnesty impeded the work of the attorney-general, which should use criminal law to carry out their work, he said.
However, it was "balderdash" to say that a state of chaos existed.
This "balderdash," as Gardner calls it, seem to be one of Gardner's own more recent fantasies.
In other words, the book was the most unbridled kind of balderdash, founded on my callow recollections of the Green Chalybeate, -- not the least bit accurate, as I was afterward to discover, -- with all the good people exceedingly oratorical and the bad ones singularly epigrammatic and abandoned and obtuse.
The reader will resent being troubled by this kind of balderdash, but Messrs. Clemenceau, Lloyd-George and Wilson may have resented it even more.