English Language Sputtering Online Like an Old Ford!

Sad, but true. Just about everywhere you look online,drying it with your wife's hair dryer (when she'd gone
the English language is suffering a fate worse thanout of the house, natch), and then gingerly covering
death. The problem, in reality, is so widespread that itit with a special jelly for sofness. You know, just
has begun to affect all aspects of the language. "But,your average 3-Step Recycling Process used mainly in
what on Earth does this have to do with InternetThird World countries like Wyoming, for instance...For
marketing?" you may be asking. Well, my fellowthe purposes of this little tale, let's call this first
netpreneur...Everything!It has everything to do withmarketer, Butcher D. Grammer.Well, this confounded
Internet marketing if you wish to portray yourself,fellow started something which has become a
and be perceived as, a Marketing Professional on themovement, or a new language convention. Butcher
internet. Just remember, professionally speaking,decided that the little fellow, my friend the
Image is Everything. On the other hand, if you're notapostrophe, should not be used according to any
particularly interested in putting your 'best footrules or previous language conventions; heck no, the
forward' when marketing your services or products,little fellow would, according to our Bathroom Recycle
and I really hope this is not the case, then none ofConsultant, be used any ol'time.He would use it, and
this applies to you.Obviously, we don't have timeso would the masses who were yet to come, but
here to do an in-depth study of the many instanceswho would follow suit, and our Butcher knew this
of, what I would term, "casual disdain" I've witnessedwell, to interchangeably indicate either the possessive
online. So, in order to illustrate my point, I'llor the plural forms in any sentence.So, a sentence
concentrate on a small, but vital component of thesuch as, "The seller does not guarantee its potential
English language: the innocent, harmlessprofit," became: "The seller does not guarantee it's
apostrophe.Allow me to try to paint a picture forpotential profit."Here he turned the possessive form
you. A long, long, time ago, around the time of theof "its" into the abbreviated, or the contraction form
De Soto, the Corvair, bellbottoms, the VW "bug"of, it is. So, if you were to read the second
(ring a bell?), and before beatniks became known assentence, removing the contraction, the last part
hippies, you could look at advertisement copy andwould read: "does not guarantee it is potential."But,
expect, to some degree, that it had been reviewedour little Butcher, a thorough and disciplined
and, presumably, corrected.In other words, it wascraftsman, was not through yet. After all, there was
safe for women, children, and other life forms toeven more damage he could inflict on American
view it, and read its content without suffering anyEnglish; and, leeringly, he mused, rubbing his hands
permanent, debilitating psychological damage, such astogether, "They'll follow me blindly anywhere."Next,
a hard to diagnose speech impediment, or maybe anhe turned his attention to the plural form of simple
involuntary nervous twitch across one cheek.What Iwords. Just about any word ending in "s," indicating
see most of us doing now, at the dawn of the 21stthat there was more than one object of whatever
Century, is that we read ad copy, and then, becauseunit was being counted or measured, he turned into,
it's in bold letters on carefully selected background,you guessed it, the possessive form.Words or terms
surrounded by pretty pictures, we accept itssuch as, buyers, software tools, ingrown toe nails,
message as Gospel truth. We get so bowled over bybattering ramps, fools, attractive girls,
the "look" of it, that we forget to examine it criticallydumb-as-can-be-guys, and many, many others,
enough.Talk about your viral strategy, indeed...Today,became: buyer's, software tool's, ingrown toe nail's,
in the age of the cell phone, the Lexus, Viagra, thebattering ramp's, fool's, attractive girl's,
twenty five cent phone call, and a PC "in everydumb-as-can-be-guy's.As hard to believe as it may
barn," wherever I look, I see the poor apostropheseem, Butcher reign of terror is still not only alive and
maligned and misused. It gets no respect, eitherwell, but from what I'm going to show you, it's
offline on signs, billboards, and late-night Infomercials,expanding frighteningly. Please have a look at the
or (shudder) online in cyber country, on that veryfollowing three additional examples, and cringe in
personal and intimate expression of its owner's tasteterror:1. If your interested, just sign up from the link
and personality: an individual's web site.Since I spendbelow.2. Just click here, and your done.3. Simply load
so much time online, much more, I think, than Iemail address's into your auto-responder.Obviously, in
spend on the real pavement of our world, I noticethe first two sentences, Butcher and his followers
the glaring mistreatment heaped upon our poor littlehave cleverly used the second-person possessive
fellow- the apostrophe-by careless webmasters,pronoun "your" as a substitute for the abbreviated
even more. The main thing I notice is that the"you're." Their thinking being, "The heck with that
apostrophe's originally intended use is slowly eroding;comma-like thing which is supposed to go on top.
people are just making up their own versions ofNobody will even miss it. And, we can get away with
what its purpose really is. This is a prime example ofchopping off the last "e", also." (So, once again, the
what I mean by "casual disdain."It's been reported inapostrophe gets the shaft).As regards the third
'The Really Up Yonder Gazette', an influentialsentence shown above, quite frankly, I have no
publication dedicated to digging up gossip about thecomment; I wouldn't even know where to begin
well known dearly departed, that both Williamdefining or deciphering it...I'm afraid to look at it. It's
Shakespeare and John Milton have thrown up theirjust a stroke of genius from the hand of our hero,
arms in despair, and are contemplating turning theirButcher, who must have found the inspiration for this
backs for good on something that some wouldlittle morcel during a wrenching psychotic
consider their own creation: our English language.As aepisode.Now, I don't know how other people feel
matter of fact, in a recent exclusive interview, "Willieabout the sinister, pervasive, and, yes, viral damage
boy" himself bemoans the effect all of this is havingcaused by this one crazy guy, but I, for one, hope
on his favorite language, as follows:"Oh, perfidy thathe has gone to his final resting place. Let him drive
has befallen our instrument of expression, by us oncethem crazy over there if (God forbid) he finds
nearly refined. Oh, treachery flung upon us by thehimself near a typewriter; as it is, Butcher's
masses shamelessly disdainful of reading and writing,handiwork makes me go nuts practically every day
of independent thought evidentlyhere in cyber space.If only we could go back to that
incapable!"Ahem...Frankly, I firmly believe that thistime in the past, 1962 comes readily to mind for one
unwarranted offense was perpetrated by one of thereason or another, when spelling and a little attention
first guys, if not the very first, who threw up thatto grammar counted for something.But, as they say,
first Web site selling, say, floppy disks within Bolivia, "Dude, t'ain't no use complainin', 'dem 'dere
instructions on how to extend the mileage onday's is long gone.
single-ply bathroom tissue by rewashing it, carefully