Jealousy once again rears its ugly head. Although attacked unmercifully, I will not lower myself to the Amoebic wit of those that would attack me. Nature has dealt them a cruel blow, and they are not the "manly men" that they wished that they were. So they try to compensate by pointing out the flaws of others. A simple spelling or syntax error is all these "Titans of Grammar" need to boost their self image, and elongate their manhood (if only in their minds). Do I hate them? No, I pity them, for they could be me. Life, like football, truly is a game of inches. Some of us score the touchdowns, others must always punt. |