If I’ve learned nothing else from sci-fi television, it’s that advanced civilizations do not use contractions and their grammar is often impeccable. This gives me hope for the future: will my great-granchildren live in a world without dangling participles?
Or will things continue on their current path: will my great-grandchildren never learn what a participle is?
Oh, the humanity.
Today, for the 5847th time, I saw that paw print car window sticker that says, “Who rescued who?” And for the 5847th time I shouted aloud inside my car, “WHOM!! WHOM, GODDAMMIT!”