Writing Glitch #266

Today’s glitch:

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A plague infects Earth. Nobody knows what it is or how to stop it, except people with green eyes aren’t affected. What happens to humanity, and what happens to those green-eyed people?

Mercenary Proofreader is slightly offended by the (possibly unintentional) implication that people with green eyes and humanity are separate groups.

Mercenary Proofreader can hazard a guess about what would happen to a small minority (only two percent of the population) who showed immunity to a disease that was killing everyone else, and it wouldn’t be good.

To the best of Mercenary Proofreader’s knowledge, there are no traits linked to having green eyes that would make people having that eye color immune to diseases that affected every other human (and, being a green-eyed person as well as having an interest in genetics, Mercenary Proofreader would have noticed if science discovered such a link). Green eyes aren’t like type-O blood (see above reasons for noticing), which does confer resistance to certain diseases (bubonic plague, for example… although it also makes us a bit more susceptible to catching smallpox, even if we do have a better-than-average chance of surviving it). Not that you care — you’re just here to learn about grammar and punctuation and stuff, right?

(“Experts” who believe a person with autism cannot have knowledge or interests outside a very, very narrow range of “splinter skills” of no real use and without application to real life can kiss Mercenary Proofreader’s ass.)

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About Thomas Weaver

I’m a writer and editor who got into professional editing almost by accident years ago when a friend from university needed someone to copyedit his screenplay about giant stompy robots (mecha). Having discovered that I greatly enjoy this kind of work, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use ever since as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom. I'm physically disabled, and for the past several years, I’ve lived with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have six cats. (The preferred term is "Insane Cat Gentleman.") I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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5 Responses to Writing Glitch #266

  1. I’m still here waiting for the cat photos actually…

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  2. M. Oniker says:

    zomg. That’s it. I’ve been blogging about being isolated due to tribalism, and feeling other, like a Klingon, and here you—and the unknown glitch author—have sussed it out! I’m a green-eyed person! I was close when I said “Klingon!” I’m not actually human. This explains so much. I’m forever grateful. majQa’

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  3. I have green eyes too. Time to come clean with DH and admit our children are only half human…

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  4. I really appreciate the content of your blog and recommend it to others, Thanks for sharing.

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