Frigidly shy at the commencement of a party, confusingly vigilant about the middle, and insultingly weary towards the end. (accustomed to he; also ok with they)
Jun 7, 2020 • 11 tweets • 2 min read
🧵 Gentle readers of all genders, I crave your indulgence. I’d like to quote a single sentence from someone who is now one of our least favourite fantasy authors, in order to illustrate a scientific fact about language.
Here’s the sentence:
“‘Harry, your eyesight really is awful,’ said Hermione, as she put on glasses”
—Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, chapter 4, “The Seven Potters,” by… well, you know who.
