The very cartoons of the popular press preach us sermons on usage. One in The New Yorker (22 Mar. 1982, p. 161) shows a becoated woman with arms akimbo and luggage packed addressing her husband, who is watching television with his feet on a footstool and his hand around a beer can: “You could care less? Don’t you mean you couldn’t care less? That kind of crummy English is why I’m leaving.”

This study aimed at assessing the efficacy and gametocydal effects of some commonly used herbal malaria products in Ghana.

The scene around her—the buildings, the people—all appeared underwaterish—insubstantial and weaving.

These spearings were not related to livestock killed but to young boys trying to prove their bravery.