(Note: This is a re-mix of a post I wrote in November of last year. I'm feeling compelled to toss it out here again.) 

It seems that across the world, word worship is beginning to look more like idolatry and less like a really cool hobby.

Now, I’ll admit I am in love with words. I collect interesting ones, put them on display, use them to my advantage. I’ve spent a lifetime building things out of words, and I’ve always thought I had a lot to show for it. But I think I might be ready for change.

Why this new distrust for words? After an evening of stomachaches scrolling around the internet, I realized that the arena of words has essentially become our national temple. It is here that everyone has started to worship his own prose. Let me post my clever comeback. Listen to my witty retort for your narrow-minded thinking. Watch me impress you with my intellectual rant—aren’t you jealous?