I just accidentally read the blog of a certain much-maligned recent law-firm-dropout-turned-social-commentator - out of an idle "Gee, it's still on my blog list and I haven' t checked it in a couple months and maybe it only made me so angry last time I read it because I was just cranky at life" sort of curiosity. And discovered that, nope, it still makes me want to shake the author. Not because I think she's horrible or stupid for leaving her firm or anything like that -- but because her blog should, by all rights, be good! The premises of all, or most, of the stories she tells are ones I usually am interested in, and I'm all for supporting my fellow blogger and all that. And sometimes, her good sense of humor and knack for storytelling do show through and make for a really delightful paragraph or two. But always, ALWAYS, I'm distracted and put off seconds later by either an incredibly unattractive victim attitude, whether directly or indirectly manifested (seriously, she's always expecting the worst of people or interpreting the worst or assuming the worst, and it's ugly), or by a really appalling misuse of the "fancier" words in the English language -- which is one of the points on which I'm unattractively obnoxious, but OH LORD, it hurts my eyes, or my visual "ear," whatever -- one is not "seeped" in wisdom -- ok, fine, maybe that's a typo, but I have never before seen "a magnificent refute" of an argument, people don't "emit" sentences like noxious smells, and feet are rarely "enshrouded" in booties - shrouded maybe, enshrouded, not so much.
Ok, now I'm a little ashamed of myself. I mean, I like playing with words, I think language should be alive, and it's good to demonstrate one's facility with it by playing a little fast and loose with the strict rules once in a while -- and, above all, as SSP would be reminding me if god forbid he ever read this, I'm not even close to perfect, or a perfect writer, or even a perfect user-of-English-grammar. I will now say ten Hail Googles and an Our Gore.