I'd like to think I'm still too young to be a curmudgeon, but every once in a while I spot something that, linguistically speaking, makes me want to scream "Get off my lawn!"
In this case, it's the main headline on the homepage of a certain international news organization that will remain nameless.
I have never been a grammar dork (no, really, I'm serious), but I appreciate good English and have been known to write a headline or two in my day. Using "farewell" as a verb... that's just viscerally painful. It doesn't even sound right! Sure, sure--it's a tight space for a headline, but come on, I promise you there is a two-line hed somewhere in the universe that will accommodate crazy stuff like the rules that govern the English language.
That's my rant. Now I'm off to the 5 p.m. buffet before Wheel of Fortune comes on.
In this case, it's the main headline on the homepage of a certain international news organization that will remain nameless.
Dios mio.
I have never been a grammar dork (no, really, I'm serious), but I appreciate good English and have been known to write a headline or two in my day. Using "farewell" as a verb... that's just viscerally painful. It doesn't even sound right! Sure, sure--it's a tight space for a headline, but come on, I promise you there is a two-line hed somewhere in the universe that will accommodate crazy stuff like the rules that govern the English language.
That's my rant. Now I'm off to the 5 p.m. buffet before Wheel of Fortune comes on.
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