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Actually, they ain't interested. I mean, like, literally. You know what I'm trying to say?
What kills me is at one time it was normal to write and speak properly. I recall on a history test getting an answer wrong because I spelled the name of a general incorrectly. I walked up to the teacher to complain and got that old answer: Spelling Counts!
I was honked off, but guess what, I'll never forget that lousy stinkin' self righteous smart ass 8th grade history teacher.
Now, of course there's no reason to hate it. There's absolutely no convincing etymology for the word, but it does its job, it doesn't hurt anyone, doesn't take up a lot of space, doesn't eat up any resources. Doesn't interrupt, doesn't usurp, doesn't destroy. But when it does pop up it's like some strange kid at your dinner table who's not related or in any way attached to anyone. Where the hell did this kid come from?
In the mid-70s, President Ford saw to it that the United States went absolutely 'rebate' crazy. You couldn't hide from that word. As a result, here it is more than 30 years later, and the sound of that word still makes the little hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
I'm fine with it being used in, for instance, "meaning no disrespect...." , but it drives me wild when I hear "don't disrespect me" or "she disrespected my space".
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