…and he better hope he stays there.  Because when I read this I immediately thought of just one person:

“Who is so devoted to the park, and to the rules of grammar, that he or she would break the law to correct these mistakes?” 

Now, it could be that the Big Hominid is innocent of these crimes.  He’s never blogged about being in Brooklyn. But then again, he wouldn’t be likely to place himself in the vicinity of the illicit activities, would he?  I suppose it’s just as likely the perpetrator was some fellow traveler, taking his or her inspiration from the King of the Grammar Nazis.  Or perhaps the “mad marker” was hoping to curry favor with the intrepid Mr. Kim.

Innocent or not, I am quite certain that the hominid known as Kevin would agree that poor grammar should, nay must, be corrected whenever and wherever it is discovered.  And that makes him guilty by association in my book!

Having said that, if the Brooklyn grammar vigilante turns out to be female (especially one with a round American butt) a romance made in heaven may be in the offing.  It’s not everyday you find a soul mate in this world of forgotten grammatical correctness, hackneyed word-smithing, and generally sloppy, lazy and ignorant writing.  Hey, I think that’s just about a perfect description of this here blog.

Cheers!