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YOU VILL SPELL ZE VERDS OR YOU VILL BE PUNISHED!

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Originally Written by the13thcynic

June 14, 2009 at 2:12 AM



I’ve said before, I’m not the world’s best speller, and my grammar is off the mark somewhat often… but people, at least I TRY!
Every single day I’m on here reading updates, headlines and captions that would send even a 6th grade teacher into a psychotic rage! Most of the offenders are these whipper-snappers (anyone 23 & under) who are growing up with all the internet & texting abbreviations filling up more of their experience that the 10 word spelling test once a week in class. I remember a time when my biggest (vocabulary) peeve was people using ‘big’ words out of context. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m also guilty of that (that’s why it bugs me so much, I guess) and the other things I’m talking about, but NOT TO THE EXTENT I see it now.
What adds salt to the wound is there are SPELL-CHECKER applications/add-ons/programs that sit stealthily right in your browser and empower you with the ability to learn how to spell correctly, catch a typo and not annoy the frigging crap out of the rest of us who’s brains start flashing red and making that loud, obnoxious warning alarm noise that you always hear in movies when somethings about to self-destruct or crash.
I use the Firefox browser and have the cool little Google spell-checker in it. Now, as for grammar, my Microsoft Office program has a feature for that if I write something with M.O. so I have to fend for myself while online, but again, at least I try. Just because I’m 41 doesn’t mean I quit learning.
Whipper-snappers, I have some advice, fix it now before you turn into some guy in his late 30’s who cannot even write let alone spell! Get this… THEY (yes, more than one I know) ACTUALLY GRADUATED!!! How does that happen in this day & age? How? Seriously!?
Now, I’ll say it again, I’m not perfect. I refer to something I heard about Hemingway when his editor came to him with numerous misspellings he replied ‘I’m a writer, not a fucking speller!’ and something about how that was their job to correct, lol. I don’t think he had spell check… but guess what… we do. But do fix it now before it’s an ingrained habit and you bee-bop on through life with atrocious word skills because nobody want’s to ‘embarrass you’ by pointing it out. Older people (this includes some who I am close too) it’s not too late. Get help now! A dictionary is your friend and there are hundreds of free ones online.
Now, if it’s absolutely not that important to you (yes, I know a few of these too) then by all means, continue, but be aware of how it looks from the outside, and don’t be surprised if you’re talked to like a kindergartner, spoken to slowly, tisk-tisked at, considered ’slow’ and ’special’, not taken seriously and left out of conversations.
I’ll now spend 5 minutes publishing this then re-editing it because for some reason my awesome Google spell-checker doesn’t work worth a spit on a MySpace blog while I’m creating it… only after it’s published.
And in no way am I criticizing anyone who misspells a couple of words in their blog, I mean the ppl who are just glaringly, consistently, and mercilessly slaughtering words by the dozen in every sentence!
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