If it is war you want, it is war you can have, Paris Review. Yes, some of us are pitied, mocked, shamed, ignored, etc., some of us receive a veritable Push of language-related insults, all for just the way we use English. (I, for one, do not use the word "iron" in public because of how it comes out of my mouth.) Believe me, I surely know far better about the shaming than anyone who spends long weeks composing copy for your tidy, august publication. Yet NEVER, never, shall snuck be a word and saying that it is, with your sole case being "because people say it [...]

"After n+1 snuck through three more runs in the third, we knew we had to respond," writes Christopher Cox on The Paris Review's blog, in an account of that publication's recent loss to all the sporty young men of n+1 on the softball field. *HISSES* *THROWS FIT* For this transgression of English I HOLD THE ENTIRE MASTHEAD ACCOUNTABLE, but must single out (ha, sports pun, sorry!) new editor Lorin Stein and managing editor Caitlin Roper. You're dead to us now.