I’ve tried my best to end world hunger, find lasting peace, devise an equitable taxation system, come up with a universal health plan that everyone would like and to beef up the ozone at the North Pole.

Alas, I was not able to accomplish any of them.

However, not being a quitter, I decided to resume my even more difficult but continuing quest of reminding everyone what a wonderfully descriptive language we have.

For instance, have you noticed that when listening to the radio or television there seems to be a kind of sloppiness going on?

This may come as a surprise to some weather people, but meteorologist has six syllables. Likewise, the temperature (four syllables) can be comfortable (four syllables) but not “calmftable.” Perhaps they can be excused for being a bit lazy in their pronunciations, but how do you excuse, “these ones” when your waitress asks if, “youse guys” would like to take your vegetables (four syllables) home?

Lest we forget the print media, what was the copy writer was thinking about when he wrote, “… the innocent bystander was shot in the fracas?” How can you not be innocent if you’re only a bystander? And in spite of two anatomy books, I still can’t find where the fracas is located.

I hate to say this, matter of fact, I dread the laughter and humiliation that will likely ensue. But here goes. “When I was in school, we learned how to talk good!” (Pun intended).

Dick Rosenberg, Lewiston

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