I enjoy the blog Stuff White People Like. It's a witty satire—not on white people, but on a certain kind of educated middle-class person like me who deserves an occasional elbow in the ribs.
Earlier this month, it published an item on grammar. Here's an excerpt:
When asking someone about their biggest annoyances in life, you might expect responses like “hunger,” “being poor,” or “getting shot.”
If you ask a white person, the most common response will likely be “people who use ‘their’ when they mean ‘there.’ Maybe comma splices, I’m not sure but it’s definitely one of the two.”
If you wish to gain the respect of a white person, it’s probably a good idea that you find an obscure and debated grammar rule such as the “Oxford Comma” and take a firm stance on what you believe is correct. This is seen as more productive and forward thinking than simply stating your anger at the improper use of “it’s."
Another important thing to know is that when white people read magazines and books they are always looking for grammar and spelling mistakes.
In fact, one of the greatest joys a white person can experience is to catch a grammar mistake in a major publication. Finding one allows a white person to believe that they are better than the writer and the publication since they would have caught the mistake.
The more respected the publication, the greater the thrill. If a white person were to catch a mistake in The New Yorker, it would be a sufficient reason for a large party.
Though they reserve the harshest judgment for professional, do not assume that white people will cast a blind eye to your grammar mistakes in email and official documents. They will judge you and make a general assessment about your intelligence after the first infraction.
Fortunately, this situation can be improved if you ask a white person to proof read your work before you send it out. “Hey Jill, I’m sorry to do this, but I have a business degree and I’m a terrible writer. Can you look this over for me?”
This deft maneuver will allow the white person to feel as though their liberal arts degree has a purpose and allow you to do something more interesting.
Don’t worry, it is impossible for a white person to turn down the opportunity to proofread.
It's impossible, alas, to escape the need to proofread. And The New Yorker is full of mistakes, especially over-use of commas. I'd rather hold a wake than a party about such goofs in the magazine that used to publish E.B. White.
I'm retiring this summer after 41 years of correcting people's English, and maybe that's why I can't read anything without also proofreading it. I wish I weren't so picky about English errors, but I'm not really concerned about the writers who make them. I'm concerned about the readers who have to deal with them.
I've taught my students that the writer's job is to make the reader's job effortless. Anything that makes the reader wonder what I really mean is a distraction and a burden. That includes mistakes in spelling (their or they're?), punctuation, and anything else that slows down understanding.
Some people get very defensive when someone corrects their English. That's understandable, but it tells me that they don't write for their readers, but for themselves. They write to be loved, not to be understood.
"Standard" English is just one dialect among hundreds or thousands. Actually, it's several dialects: American Standard, Canadian Standard, New Zealand Standard. People who may not comfortably speak or write Standard will still understand it, and that's the important thing—to be understood no matter what dialect you speak in your own kitchen.
I wish I could speak and write more dialects of English than I do—especially the musical Englishes of Jamaica and Scotland. But as long as I can share my ideas with Jamaicans and Scots, and they can share theirs with me, I'm content.
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