Do you want to know the biggest thing editing for a newspaper has changed in my life?
Are you sure?
You might not like it.
Here it is:
Wait. If you’re a grammar lover, you should sit.
This is hard to finally admit.
Ok. Here it is, for real this time.
I don’t like the oxford comma anymore.
At all. I’m sorry.
It looks wrong. It feels wrong.
And it’s terribly illogical, except for a few occasions when it actually clarifies.
But most of the time? Unnecessary.
Hey! Why are you walking away from me?
We’re not friends anymore?
But…but… I like the oxford comma. Without it, it feels like you are rushing at the end of the list.
No, I’m not walking away. I’ll just be sad for a moment.
That is, at least, the most creative reason I’ve heard for liking the Oxford comma.
I’m not walking away, but that’s only because this was established early in our relationship, and I’ve already hated on you enough for it.
[still, I’m sorry you’ve gone over to the dark side]
Did I ever tell you that when I first got this comment, I only glanced over the first handful of words, without noticing what post it had been made on, and it freaked me out for a split second? (See: “walking away…early in our relationship…hated…you…”) When I realized what I’d just done, I did laugh though.