Artlangers invent languages for the joy of it. They follow their whims and freely admit that they have done so. You vile auxlangers will not admit that you have yielded to whims, choosing instead to concoct elaborate webs of rationalization about your imaginary future users. You auxlangers use your projects as clubs to whack each other on the head; the only joy you get out of glossopoeia is in the argumentation that you hope to incite. Shame on you.

When the wig or other hairpiece has been made, it is pinned onto a malleable wig block and the hair is cut and styled in the required shape.

Being motivated to the right things without any conscious grasp of the values involved is not sufficient for praiseworthiness.

In a short time freebooting assumed all of the routine of a regular business.