
I’ll have more to say about this later. Literary crimes are being perpetrated today that hadn’t been invented yet in 2014.
I think back to those days when literary agents and editors used to keelhaul new writers for even the slightest lapses in style and grammar–while at the same time, publishing stuff that was barely recognizeable as English.
If you can’t talk intelligently, you can’t think intelligently.
The prosecution rests, your honor.
