any departure from a national standard

He's a figment of your subconscious Eric, not mine, so I tapped into Ultimate Reality and poofed him out.

Having ticked us off in this way, the rascal had an elaborate description of rails at the pit mouth, and of a zigzag excavation by which funicular trains were to burrow into the earth.

The most favorable posthumous history the stay-at-home traitor can hope for is—oblivion.