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For me, it is a cause of some upset that more Anglophones don't enjoy language. Music is enjoyable, but it seems, so are dance and other, athletic forms of movement. People seem to be able to find sensual and sensuous pleasure in almost anything but words these days. Words, it seems belong to other people, anyone who expresses themselves with originality, delight and verbal freshness is more likely to be mocked distrusted or disliked than welcomed. The free and happy use of words appears to be considered elitist or pretentious. Sadly, desperately sadly, the only people who seem to bother with language in public today bother with it in quite the wrong way. They write letters to broadcasters and newspapers in which they are rude and haughty about other people's usage and in which they show off their own superior "knowledge" of how language should be. I hate that, and i particularly hate the fact that so many of these pedants ssume that moment outside. When asked to join in a "let's persuade this supermarket chain to get rid of their 'five items or less' sign" I never join in. Yes, i am aware of the technical distinction between "less" and "fewer", and between "uninterested" and "disinterested" and "infer" and "imply", but none of these are of importance to me. "None of these are of importance," i wrote there, you'll the old pedantic me would have inisted on "none of them is of importance". Well i'm glad to say i've outgrown that silly approach to language. Oscar Wilde, and there have been few greater and more complete lords of language in the past thousand years, once included with a manuscript he was delivering to his publishers a compliment slip in which he had scribbled the injunction: "I'll leave you to tidy up the woulds and shoulds, wills and shalls, thats and whiches" etc. Which gives us all encouragement to feel less guilty, don't you think? There are all kinds of pedants around with more time to read and imitate Lynne Truss and John Humphrys than to write poems, love-letters, novels and stories it seems. They whip out their Sharpies and take away and add apostrophes from public signs, shake their heads at prepositions which end sentences and mutter at split infinitives and misspelligs, but do they bubble and froth and slobber and cream with joy at language? Do they ever let the tripping of the tips of the tongues against the tops of their teeth transport them to giddy euphoric bliss? Do they ever yoke impossible words together for the sound-sex of it? Do they use language to seduce, charm, excite, please, affirm and tickle those they talk to? Do they? I doubt it. They're too farting busy sneering at a greengrocer's less than perfect use of the apostrophe. Well sod them to Hades. They think they're guardians of language. They're no more guardians of language than the Kennel Club is the guardian of dogkind. the worst of this sorry bunch of semi-educated losers are those who seem to glory in being irritated by nouns becoming verbs. How dense and deaf to language development do you have to be? If you don't like nouns becoming verbs, then for heaven's sake avoid Shakespeare who made a doin-word out of a thing-word every chance got. He TABLED the motion and CHAIRED the meeting in which nouns were made verbs. I suppose new examples from our time might take some getting used to: "He actioned it that day" for instance might strike some as a verbing too far, but we have been sanctioning, envisioning, propositioning and stationing for a long time, so why not "action"?