Thursday was National Punctuation Day. It’s a time when punctuation lovers of all stripes set aside their differences and unite in celebration of those little marks that are the fine line shielding us from communication chaos.
True, different factions celebrate the holiday differently. Semicolon lovers sport their tightest girdles and spread tea-soaked mayhem in festivities that go on much, much longer than they should. Parentheses partisans plan simple affairs that invariably become over-complicated as they invite too many guests and insert too many ingredients in the dip.
Comma lovers’ somber celebrations require them to pause for a moment of silence, or two, or three. And don’t get me started on those exclamation-point types. (Why must they shout?)