The baker looked up at the candlestick maker and continued his complaint.
“… I awoke one day to the realisation that after a lifetime of making buns, that they were no longer buns, but cupcakes.”
The candlestick maker said, “Indeed! Not so much a semantic shift as a semantic falls-off-the-cliff.”
“It’s not just that,” wailed the baker, “Half of the people I complain to think that a bun is a roll. They don’t even know what a bun is!”
“Do you mean, like, a fairy cake?”
“What’s the difference between a bun and a fairy cake? And at what point does a fairy cake become a cupcake?”
The baker shook his head, unable to make a distinction based on the presence or absence of various amounts of oddly hued icing.
And society spiralled further down the gullet of newspeak, where rolls are buns; buns are cupcakes and cupcakes are ubiquitous.