Dropping an E

Great Mys­ter­ies of the Inter­net Uni­verse #326: why do web and social media applic­a­tions insist on delib­er­ately spelling their names incor­rectly? No wundr ver kidz today carnt spill propr like wot we cud wen we woz yung. In par­tic­u­lar, I cite those that think it’s some­how clever to omit the final ‘e’ from their titles. It’s not big, and it’s not clevr. I mean, clever. But never mind the com­plaints of such a grumpy old man, because hav­ing spot­ted a passing band­wagon and not­ing the num­ber of geeks clam­ber­ing on board, An Unre­li­able Wit­ness now has a Tumblr. Or a Tum­bler. Or, as we in the ‘old school’ might call it, a list of links and pic­tures and videos and stuff that do not merit full posts. This side­line thus leaves me free, in this humble online abode, to con­tinue the obtuse, obfus­cated and verb­ose navel-gazing you have come to know and love, without the inter­rup­tion of trouble­some other des­tin­a­tions that might tempt your mouse cursor away to some dis­tant site at the other end of the inter­net, where you could watch kit­ten videos to your heart’s content.