Any true grammarian knows that there is a divisive, contentious, and schismatic issue tearing us apart.
On one side of the debate, we have the tireless, dedicated, and clarity-promoting heroes who want sentences to be straightforward, lists well-defined, and paragraphs pristine.
On the other side: the people who are wrong.
That gun is shooting commas, because hellllllll yeah it is.
By now you agree with me and are thrilled, disagree with me and want to stab me, or have no idea what I’m talking about and have stopped reading.
If grammar nerds ever break out into a massive Jets vs. Sharks-style dance battle, it will be about the Oxford comma.
I love the Oxford comma so much that I want to tell everyone about it all the time. You either feel the same way, or this post is not for you.
It’s so important that you need to put it on your baby. PUT IT ON YOUR BABY.
Put it on yourself, too. You’ll look cool.
The artist, a compatriot in this noble cause, describes the inspiration behind this this print:
“Vampire Weekend ruined the oxford comma’s reputation and I just can’t stand for that.”
You can also get this as a t-shirt, a sweatshirt, a tote bag, or a pillow.
A sticker! Stick your Oxford comma pride anywhere you want to stick it.
These things are of equal importance.
This laptop decal has lots of spare commas so that you’ll never be without one when you encounter an inadequately punctuated list.
Aesthetically appealing and to the point.
Viva la Oxford comma!
There’s anti-Oxford comma swag out there too, but if you want that, you’ll have to go find it yourself.
OXFORD COMMA FOR LIFE.