Chris Walker Vs. Yr Horible Riting
“I just write how I talk. Besides, I was in a hurry.”
“It’s only Facebook, it’s not like [grammar] matters. Who cares?”
Whenever the topic of people’s inability to type coherent statements on social networking sites or in text messages comes up, those are the kind of responses I hear in defense. They’re excuses, really; bad ones at that. You know who cares? I do. For too long the teen-to-thirty demographic (if not older as well) has decimated the English language. I say, enough bastardization, enough shorthand and blatant misspellings. People either need to step up their literary composition, even in an arena as seemingly meaningless as Facebook, or just come clean and admit what the rest of us already assume: they’re just that stupid.
I might accept the excuses if they came from, let’s say, an Amherst graduate who found eschewing proper grammar on social networking sites provided a “much needed break” from their day job writing essays on descriptive linguistics in contrast to prescriptive grammar. That’s not the case. These excuses come from department store brand reps or restaurant servers or pool boys or whatever; not that there’s anything wrong with those professions, they just don’t require one to demonstrate a solid command over the written word.
Which leads to why writing well on outlets as trivial as text messages and social networking sites (or, god forbid, a blog) is so important: it’s the only opportunity many people have to write. Their jobs don’t demand they do it, or do it well; most are out of high school or college so they’re not worried about grades. If they’re content to poorly convey grammar on a constant if not daily basis it becomes habit. Consequently, the longer a person writes badly, the worse a writer they become, to the point where they can’t even manage a cohesive sentence or two on a social networking site. The tragic part (aside from having to read worthless Facebook updates) is these people go on to have children, children they in turn raise to be just as dumb as they are. (This is, of course, a topic for another day.)
Recently, I came across a book called Love Letters of Great Men. It’s a collection of love letters, obviously, written by the likes of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, John Keats, and Mark Twain, among others. As you might imagine, the letters are fantastically written. Take, for example, an except from Twain’s writing:
“Six years have gone by since I made my first great success in life and won you, and thirty years have passed since Providence made preparation for that happy success by sending you into the world. Every day we live together adds to the security of my confidence, that we can never any more wish to be separated than that we can ever imagine a regret that we were ever joined.”
As wondrous as the letters are, they are also troubling. The days when men, real men like Twain, wrote that beautifully are all but over. Who knows if it’s possible for them to be reclaimed. It’s hard to imagine many, if any, men I know writing with such grace. Considering the current state of man, and what it is to be “manly,” I believe it may be unlikely or, at the very least, a long, difficult road. (This is also a topic for another day.)
It’s disheartening to think in other countries there are people my age, your age, mastering several different languages while we in America clearly have a hard time proficiently expressing one; that we have a hard time using words other than “amazing” to describe anything. I’m not asking you to start using “five dollar words”; I’m not asking for eloquent phrasing. All I’m asking is you know the difference between things like ‘your’ and ‘you’re’ and apply that knowledge when typing for all to see. Demonstrate to family and friends you’re not a complete idiot. Maybe you’ll inspire someone close to you to use spell-check now and again. Just prove yourself worthy of the language bestowed upon you, even if only for yourself.
Posted: July 20th, 2009 | Author: Chris Walker | Filed under: Social Commentary, The Dumbing Down of America | 6 Comments »

essays on descriptive linguistics in contrast to prescriptive grammar? A little too much Rand there?
Actually, that was a shout out to David Foster Wallace.
First of all, thanks for the follow on Twatter…I promise to be as witty and lucid as possible at all times (or at least a raving bitch) so as not to bore you too much.
As a writer, I find it funny that I walk both sides of the line. My major was Literature/Communications so my grammar is usually spot-on, and I’m one of the few who actually reads back what I wrote in an email or such, BEFORE hitting the “send” button. And yet oftentimes, when I write for my blog, I will indeed write the way I speak. I’ll use things like “cuz” and “gonna” because they are comfortable words for me, conversational words, pedestrian words. I think, in the end, the goal of a good writer is to connect—to hit a nerve, whether good or bad. Language is the map, not the territory.
Then again, I always get a good laugh when I get an email from a client telling me they need some “PIECE of mind”. Stupidity should be painful.
Who’s knocking on Rand? Show yourself.
I hate text speak. And in Australia “dat” and “d” (for “the”) are sweeping the texting world (is that happening in America too?). I hate it! I adore t’s, why are people boycotting them?
I try to remember to spell check or read over my blog posts. But I often forget – I am sorry.
Your….you’re asking two..too…to much.