But this morning I happened to check in on the Oxford University Press blog and read a piece by Alexandra D'Arcy, one of the best young sociolinguists out there, which had me pondering all day. She attributes her becoming a linguist to her seriously prescriptivist grandmother, and draws a nice connection here:
Grandmother’s love for language endures. Its form is different but the substance is the same. Grandmother taught me to revere the spoken word. I do. She taught me to heed not only the content but also the form. I do. She also taught me that not everybody speaks the same way. And it is this fundamental truth that makes me excited to go to work every day.But what kept me thinking all day was that last line, that something about language makes her excited to go to work every day. I know a lot of people who do a lot of things, but it's almost only the linguists I know who talk about how we are excited to do what we do. And by god, we are.
PS: Read the comments to that post to see a maven shoot themself in the foot.
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