Indeed. It’s the plight of the modern linguist to be so interspersed with the rest of the English speaking world via the technological innovation that is the World Wide Web only to be met with the decrepit and almost comically broken style of English that reigns supreme in the mind of the quintessential online user. The language is disgraced by their mutilated tongues and I have no care to chew the fat with such degenerative populaces. I am incensed, quite frankly, and it is in my most elevated esperances that we may one day see English as more than merely the lingua franca of our time – it shall become what the visionaries behind Esperanto had only but caught glimpses of in their dazzling and fleeting wraiths of hope: a language to surmount all other languages, the ultimate intermediary form of communication. Such a beautiful and captivating language needs to be shared with the entirety of the cultured world, and I know just the fervent, raving lunatic to undertake such a feat. I will become the Holy Chancellor of the Fourth Reich of the English language. All must pass literacy exams. An English-speaking utopia will be realized no matter how many must perish.