Oxford Comma

It was a capacious classroom, long but not wide. Students swiveled on scarlet chairs.

Posters dotted the walls: "The Wisdom of Einstein," "Traits of Good Writing," a movie poster for Mean Girls.

The professor often noticed that it was difficult for the first student to raise his hand in lecture, but after that, the hands flew up like a pack of frightened birds.

He reckoned that the feeling of acceptance was reason for a lot of things in the world: it was why children like these were taught by people like him about things like the Crusades, the Holocaust and slavery.

This answered many questions for him. The one it answered right now was: who truly cares about the Oxfords comma?

Only professors, Englishmen, and traditionalists, he supposed.