Our hard-fought campaign to overhaul the New Yorker's comma policy vis-a-vis the word "like" gets results!
To recap, the magazine has previously treated all substandard usage of the word "like" as if it were a meaningless interjection (i.e., mistaking an approximation of "said" or "thought" for mere valley-girl hiccuping): "I was, like, 'Oh, where's Arianna?'"
But Radosh.net grammar correspondent Vance Lehmkuhl observes that last week brought a change:
While other brewers were dyeing their beer green for St. Patrick�s Day, Calagione brewed his with blue-green algae. "It tasted like appetizing pond scum," he says. "The first sip, you were like, 'Wow, that tasted like pond scum. But you know what? I kind of want a second sip.'"
A copy-editing slip, or a grammatical revolution? We'll be keeping our eye on future issues to find out!
