In my constituency, however, we have the YIMBYs—which stands for “yes in my backyard”. We want an airport at Finningley.

The first time I signed my exercise I wrote Pisistratus Caxton in my best round-hand. And dey call your baba a scholar! said the Doctor, contemptuously.

Even keysmash, that haphazard mashing of fingers against keyboard to signal a feeling so intense that you can't possibly type real words, has patterns. A typical keysmash might look like asdljklgafdlik. or asdfkfjas;dfs—quite distinct from, say, a cat walking across the keyboard […]

As more and more heterosexual Americans become aware of homosexuals as human beings instead of archetypes of evil, antisexual society once again needs to find a new class of perverts loathsome enough to serve as the vehicles for the general suppression of sexual deviance.