This post is somewhat tangential to feminism, but I think it still addresses an important issue and one that’s always been hanging around in my mind.

Okay, so my friends know that I am absolutely obsessed with grammar and words. If you mix up your “your” and “you’re” I may gently correct you or mock you mercilessly (the latter really only being directed at my equally grammar-obsessed friends).

However, when it comes to being judgmental, there are things I like to keep in mind: primarily that education is a privilege. Not many people are lucky enough to go through as many years of schooling as I have, nor have access to the thousands of books that I’ve read, and so naturally, I can’t expect them to use the same vocabulary I’m accustomed to. Additionally, I have plenty of friends whom I love dearly, are very bright, and make no claims that they can spell anything at all. Spelling and grammar themselves are not hallmarks of intelligence.

Nonetheless, there are times in which I don’t find it petty to call out someone else for committing an egregious English crime. For example, there is a particular commenter who claims educational superiority, yet doesn’t know the difference between “succession” and “secession.”* Or people who complain obnoxiously on Facebook about other folks speaking their native languages without managing to use their own native language (English) without mangling it terribly. If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s hypocrisy, especially when it’s over something regarding education. If you’ve had the privilege of graduating college, then you absolutely should have a basic command of your language before proclaiming that everyone else needs to learn it first. If you’ve had the privilege of graduating college, and you’re condescending to someone who has not reached that level of education, then you absolutely should be able to converse intelligibly.

These people also have the unfortunate tendency of thesaurus abuse, a la what is explicated in an excellent and timely Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal cartoon. Do I have a love for flowery prose? You bet! But for goodness sake, if you’re going to use it, use it right. Don’t mar the beauty of words by botching them for your vain quest of false educational superiority.

Well, that’s all I’ve got for now. Back to your regularly scheduled rants with my next post.

*Well, looks like this person has gone and trolled about four of my posts, conveniently ignoring this one–doesn’t matter though, because I saw that she’s finally fixed the spelling. Guess she was too busy hating on college kids to worry about things like using the right word.