As the asshole who has been trying to spell-shame me loves to believe himself to be the "nothing sacred" type of sophisticated wise guy, it's so funny that he's such a stickler for one of the stupidest areas of conventional and meaningless piety there is, the artificial god of standardized English spelling. Posing as an iconoclastic sophisticate, he's as prissy as a stereotyped schoolmarm from one of the crappy movies he's addicted to.
Well, most of us are de facto heretics against spelling convention. I say take the same attitude June Havoc did when she started writing, don't worry about it, don't let it stop you from writing whatever you want to. I'm in favor of everyone who wants to to write and to learn from looking at their thoughts on a page or on a screen. I think we'd all be a lot better off if everyone took up the practice, no matter how bad they were with conventional spelling and the arcana of standard punctuation. One of my great aunt wrote letters which were not conventionally spelled but they're a lot more interesting than a lot of the ones by people who spelled according to Webster (or some of those of my relatives who used the Brit rules).
And I've decided to annoy the spelling monitors as much as I can. Here's something I wrote about it ten years ago, before I started using my real name.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
A Response To A Gentle Commentator (optional reading)
That was a response? Too bull shit to post, Pas de surprise.