A bit of found poetry about linguistic prescriptivism
Recovering from some kind of lurgy, and the attendant brainfog, I've regressed into primary-school-style creativity. Scissors, glue, and paper, plus a sense of despair at the continued flourishing of linguistic prescriptivism, morphed into a found poem collaged together from fragments of old magazines and pages from damaged books.
standard English
can be found wherever people are excluded.
Everyone wants to be able to write good English
to fit in with the language
of power and wealth.
standard English is
a way of arranging
that powerful and influential people
are as white as they should be.
That is why we have
good grammar!
the struyctures and rules put in place to ensure that
unclean beasts
specifically, a laborer as distinguished from a capitalist
stay silent!
It's important to use standard English
whenever possible, especially in
a dull tone.
To speak good English, you need grammar.
with language skills like that,
policy makers in community and nation
secure economic
and military
Power
learning the skills of grammar
was the most important part of
their organization, and the way
someone who is very rich, but also
appears to be rather stupid
is unconditionally guaranteed
greatly increased income
The meaning is clear.
We can aspire to more,
and revolution is a possible
solution.
unexpected things happen
when you're ready, open your eyes.