You know they are out there. They lurk in the dark and in broad daylight too. They work in public places. They play with your children. In some cases they ARE your children. They are the punctuation perverts.
These people are dangerous. They take innocent creatures–the comma, the apostrophe, the semi-colon, the colon, quotation marks—and use them in ways not intended by God or our Founding Fathers.
Some of them abuse with excess; they insert punctuation marks in places they have no business being. Others abuse by withholding their marks when the sentence is crying out in agony for a soothing comma, an elegant semi-colon, or a sprightly colon.
Why, God, why? Is it because of the downfall of the family? Did the femininazis cause this scourge? Might it be the separation of church and state?
I cannot say. I can only weep.
This post is in response to yesterday’s Daily Post prompt, Upturned Noses: Even the most laid back and egalitarian among us can be insufferable snobs when it comes to coffee, music, cars, beer, or any other pet obsession where things have to be just so. What are you snobbish about?