In the last two, or so, years I have written just over 74,000 words. At a standard rate of conversion that runs to about 296 pages. While I have included the subject of language policing in other work on more than one occasion (Intolerant Me, The End Of Days), I've never specifically dedicated a post … Continue reading Know What I Mean?
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Intolerant Me
We have now, as a culture, reached a place where words in common usage have undergone an Orwellian transmutation. I realize that this is not a new phenomenon and that what I'm going to write about is not revelatory, but I thought that in the spirit of the upcoming holiday season I would try to … Continue reading Intolerant Me
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