The Great Trevor Accuses Me of Slander

Let me tell you about the Great Trevor. He's really smart. He's good at math. And he has an eye for detail. So I should have known better than to think he might have ever been wrong. Yet in my entry "New Contest Already Won" I carelessly assumed that I might be right and he might be wrong. The Great Trevor has written a powerful rebuttal. His passage is concise and polite, and his sentences in the concluding paragraph have a certain rhythm that truly drive his point home. If this blog were written half as well I would be rich by now.

I have placed his text in a small font to set it off from mine and because his words speak so loudly:

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While I appreciate winning the contest, I must take exception with one small part of your entry.

You misplaced your conjunctions, assuming that I written the word 'while', when I had actually typed the word 'as'. Before you deny this, check your chat history (we have a chat history {sigh}, does that make us little girls?). You have made a strange variation of the common english language mistake of using misplaced conjunctions. I admire your courage and ingenuity in making this faux pas.

For future reference, I never misuse or misspell words. If you find what appears to be a mistake, it was actually a calculated effort on my part. Look deep into the context of the supposedly improper sentence, and you will find why I typed it so. You have much to learn grasshopper.

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Technically he's right, or at least I believe him - he goes to church a lot, and I have no idea how to look back in my chat log - that always seemed so plebeian to me. And any words from the Great Trevor increase the value of this blog
But the problem is that little swipe at the Great Trevor brought a certain balance to the paragraph. I can't correct it without turning a diamond into a turd, or least deflating a proud hot steaming turd into a smear on the sidewalk. That little swipe really serves as the foundation stone of this entire blog.

I guess I'm going to have to just tear down this whole blog and start over again, because now the whole construction is going to be ruined. I'm surprised the Great One didn't see that and keep quiet. Maybe he could have sacrificed a little face for art.

I thought he was my friend.