It's totally a thing now!!! And it is SO WEIRD
usually I can get my head round a language change because it is often obvious what benefit the speaker is getting from it - cultural shifts, or part of a wider process of grammaticalisation, or two languages slowly merging, or describing a new thing, or what have you. But this one has me completely baffled.
People saying "I can't remember what the holidays are called, I haven't been at school for 20 years" - what the actual fuck???? That's like saying you can't remember the address of the house where you grew up! Or because you are now 39 and haven't had a "big birthday" for 9 years, you forgot people like to celebrate round numbers!! Or you forget what a leap year is! Or what France is! Or what a wedding is! ...because you haven't encountered them for several years. Surely people, there is just stuff you learn, and then forever afterwards you KNOW IT.
How can anyone who went to school not know what school terms and holidays are called? I still know where the fucking Wing Attack is allowed to go on a netball court, and I probably played netball eight times, thirty two years ago.
There must be something about "half term for everything" that feels modern and fresh somehow. Maybe it helps us have a sense that we live in a continual present, not bound to the seasons of the year?? But the seasons of the year are ... NICE?!!!
And the fact you get only a week off for a half term, but then LOTS OF WEEKS for a full term holiday like Easter, Christmas or summer. Do people not care about this difference? Don't they want to mark it?
Basically I can see no utility in the new way of doing it. I can understand someone, for example, making the new coining of "yay or nay" because yay has a good modern meaning that "Yea" no longer has, so it improves the saying by updating it and gives it a better chance of being understood.
But calling everything half term is a pure loss of meaning.
It would be like saying you're going to call all the Bank Holiday Mondays "Sunday" because there are also lots of Sundays in the year and it's just like the same thing innit you don't have to go to work and Westfield isnt open past 5pm how annoying.
Or calling every meal "afternoon tea". Morning afternoon tea, midday longer afternoon tea, afternoon tea, evening formal afternoon tea, before bed afternoon tea. Fucking insanity.
It must be that we find the official markings of the year no longer something we want to be bound by?
We like an endless, weatherless, consumerist indoor hellscape where any week could be like any other.... and we look up as we scroll our phones, occasionally get a sort of hint of a holiday, "half" a "break"... but it doesn't really change our long grey capitalist march to our graves.
Happy Easter, everyone!!!