Well I should have seen it coming with that last post. I stepped out of my glass house for a moment to throw a few large boulders. An enthusiastic Corrector has already set about drawing attention to all of my own errors and my mum pointed out, as always, yet another rogue punctuation mark.
In my defense I should say that that last post was about three times longer, and therefore three times more boring, than it ended up. I banged on for ages about how I’m okay at spelling but guilty of typos blah blah etc. And I deleted all of that because, well, it was dull and just made me sound like a smartypants. So I posted it just at the point where I started going, Fucking hell, can’t anyone spell anymore? And that just made me look like a smartypants hypocrite.
Anyway, I refuse to apologise (who me?) but I should point out that, yes, I make a lot of typos. That’s because I write Burning Salad 1. quickly 2. in one take. And also 3. I don’t care if there’s the odd typo. It’s just words on a screen after all. And typos are exactly that- typographical errors. Hitting the wrong key, dribbling on the keyboard, have a minor fit, that sort of thing.
Like I said, I actually like Leet. (Just not for the same reason that all the lee7 K1DZ do.) And I am a big fan of teh. But anyway. The ire of the last post was directed at the people who are, well, just idiots really; I probably shouldn’t have focussed solely on their abstract mad spelling skillz.
I mean, I just Googled for my favourite word- ‘moot’. And I found an article titled, ‘Apple moots return to UK Mac show’. And it was an okay article. Not particularly interesting, not particularly dull. The word moot in the title. And this in the comments: MOOT wtf is a MOOT YOU HOMO talk english not your sutpiD ENGLISH [sic]. Which did actually make me laugh. But still.
It’s people like that who should feel the icy cold grip of CORRECTOR. It’s more about the sport than the semantics. And people like that don’t need much encouragement to take the bait. It’s like punching a wasps nest. Or shouting the word moot at a wasps nest, to be more accurate. Very angry wasps with an irrational hatred of the word moot.
Anyway, considering the fact that this whole post is itself, more or less, moot, I’m going to stop now.