Our Declining Language (part 27 in an endless series) — Logic and Math Edition
This installment of the Our Declining Language series features examples of printed materials which, one way or another, don't exactly add...
It's Straining, It's Pouring
It has been famously asserted that the Eskimos have in their languages fifty distinct words for various types of snow, from the wet kind...
What's in a Name?
I could easily fill a book with human pastimes that elude my understanding. I’m at an utter loss, for example, as to what would possess...
The Wind and the Sun
It’s curious the things we retain from childhood. I can’t say I remember much from those days. And yet, one story I heard as a tot has...
Star-crossed
It’s rather a slow day today. Let’s check the local paper and see what my horoscope has to say. Won’t that be fun? Let’s see . . . Gemini...
Our Declining Language (part 26 in an endless series)
It has been a longer-than-usual time since I last published one of my photo essays depicting the growing problem of language abuse in...
Say What You Will
Those who know of the Curmudgeon’s love of rules (and my tendency to act as hall monitor for good English) may be inclined to assume that...
A Curmudgeon Rerun: "The Fact Is"
Though this column ran only last January, it is the considered opinion of our staff at The Weekly Curmudgeon (by which I mean me) that...
The Trouble with Small Towns
A few weeks ago, hell froze over, pigs flew, and the Curmudgeon moved to a small town. To be accurate, I'd say it's more of a...