The
times are too many to count when an English teacher drilled in me the
importance of taking care of words, whether written or spoken, like a BFF. The teacher
under whose spell I fell was my mother and her ultimate respect for language I’ve
since inherited. That communication mastery offered advantages that communication
dysfunction didn’t amounted to a ‘duh Dora.’
Truth
is, communication value isn’t up for automatic adoption by every household in
America. Although the Zimmerman trial has granted an up close with one, carbon
copies of Rachel Jenteal exist across the country’s multi-hued social spectrum
of white, black, yellow and brown. Here’s the bombshell if you’ve concluded communication
collapse is endemic to urban and rural youth: According to the WSJ, the
epidemic has spread its ugly wings to cover MBA candidates.
From
where I come, command of the English language is considered an asset that buys
favor. Treat it as less and your deposit registers disfavor. Call me a snob but I have a hard time lending
credibility to a writer of a grammatical train wreck just as others dismiss language
that fails to fit the box marked 'standard.' Yet, the latter
neatly unravels the tie to credibility class consciousness has sewn: In the
great education divide, language superiority will always be preferable to the inferior’s
debauchery.
