One would think that with all the wonderful things one can learn from computers (after all, you don't even have to spell correctly anymore, the computer does it for you), that the American (and I fear, even the English) public should have some little idea of when to use "I" or "me" in their writing or in conversation. But NO... I sit and listen to the TV, shouting, "It's ME, damn you, ME not "I." When the hell will you learn?" only to open a magazine and see "She gave it to my husband and I."JEEZE... would you say "She gave it to I" -- of course not!
My dear mother, Jessie, loved the English language and taught me to love it too... but she and I both loathe the stupidity of people who think "I" sounds more elegant than "me" and tend to drop that poor old "I" into every sentence they can. It grates on my ear... it is so ignorant. Jessie had a simple solution for the person wishing to use "I" and "me" correctly. Before you open your mouth and make the mistake, say the sentence WITHOUT the other person in it, as: "They gave the picture to (my ....... and) I." You are never going to say "They gave it to I," now are you? Doesn't that hurt your ear? Well it does mine... therefore your long sentence with the wrong word hurts mine. It is "They gave the picture to my husband and ME."
Now we will get to "I"... starting with a somple sentence: "The guys and me and me went to the concert." Do the same trick here. You would never say (at least I hope not), "Me went to the concert." Just think the sentence in your head without the other people, and you will know which to use. It is so easy to say the right word, why, why do so many people get it wrong? I wish a few more English teachers had Jessie's ability to teach the little tips and tricks that can keep our language beautiful and correct.
Well, with Betsy de Vos running the schools, no one will ever learn this, as I am pretty sure she is one of the idiots in love with using "I"... a really trumpian thing when you come to think of it. That man uses "I" more than anyone has is a long time. "I am bigger.... I am better... I am smarter... I know... I know... I know"...... hey Spicer, he's caught in the goove again, so give him a quick kick where it hurts and maybe he'll quit.
Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God’s Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination… end of debate.
I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God’s Laws and how to follow them.
- Leviticus 25:44 states that I may possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can’t I own Canadians?
- I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?
- I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual unseemliness – Lev. 15: 19-24. The problem is how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.
- When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord – Lev. 1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?
- I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2. clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?
- A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination – Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don’t agree. Can you settle this? Are there ‘degrees’ of abomination?
- Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle-room here?
- Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27. How should they die?
- I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?
- My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? Lev. 24:10-16. Couldn’t we just burn them to death at a private family affair, like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)
Thank you again for reminding us that God’s word is eternal and unchanging.
Your adoring fan,
James M. Kauffman, Ed. D.
Professor Emeritus Dept. of Curriculum, Instruction, and Special Education
University of Virginia
Just had a call from Larry, my other reader of my love letter podcast. He is stuck in Phoenix waiting to get on a plane with a four hour delay because of the terrible weather in the other half of the country. (This is why I am living on the left coast kiddies) As they told him when he asked why he had to wait four hours for a plane whose ticket said from Phoenix to San Francisco, "Buddy, we don't have planes sitting around here waiting to take you home... they have to COME from somewhere... and that's back East, where the weather is BAD." Showing you the way people think simply about themselves and their little moment in time most of the time. Yeah, it's always me, me, me, isn't it? So, think of the other person once in a while... well sure, as long as it's how he/she relates to me, right? So here's a poem that I think kinda illustrates that... written in a fit of what? nostalgia, despondency, maybe me, me
You're the One (in My Mind, Maybe Not Yours)
You are my best friend
the one I can turn to, the one I can cry on,
the one who makes me smile... giggle... laugh out loud.
You are the one who is always there
the sweetest person I have ever known
You are my last and greatest love
You mean the world to me and always will
With age I had to give up candy... dessert
I had to give up running, jumping and driving
eating great foods and drinking and staying out late
fooling around and most of the pleasures of life...
But nothing will make me give up You
Unfortunately there is only one way to say it in English
I LOVE YOU... but you must know I do... or do you care?
So here I sit, writing (or editing) more poems to join the hundreds that sit in boxes or on old computers... that are the story of a life not very well organized or led, so will undoubtedly be also one not read... but one that rhymed a great deal of the time (or should that be timed?) Ah, silliness had set in, so it must be time to go... ye gods, yes, it is time for the news. Time to hear what those stupid, Ill mannered, loud mouthed republicans are blocking today. I hated all the lovely platitudes about what a sweet old guy Scalia was, including those from Democrats. You know how they interview people who live next door to murderers and rapists... "Oh, he was such a nice guy, always smiling... said hello to me every morning, helped with shoveling the snow... nice person." Or, as Larry said, "Wouldn't have been more interesting if he had been wiped out by 10 shots from a military weapon?" So now even the Dems are saying what a great constitutional lawyer and good guy Scalia was. Well, I cheered when Scalia died the other day... now if his black buddy on the court would just get the hell out, and the republicans let Obama appoint an intelligent person to the supreme, perhaps we would get rid of things like that damned bill that makes corporations people and military guns not legal for our citizens (hey, there weren't any corporations when the constitution was written... and my Pilgrim ancestors never saw a machine gun... where did you get that with that moron's 'great constitutional mind'? Peg... stop the rant... g'nite!