Sentences like this make me irrationally angry:
"Wheeler had walked into two Pittsburgh banks and attempted to rob them in broad daylight."As opposed to when? The middle of the night? Skinny daylight? Dawn? It's such a stupid comment -- banks are almost always robbed in daylight and daylight is always goddamn broad.
I know to most people it doesn't matter and maybe they're right, but I feel like my ears are being mangled and like a sentence like that should only exist to beat someone with. It's a stupid sentence parading as something important -- oh wow, you're supposed to say, in broad daylight, my my my -- and it's grating and ingratiating and so stupid. It makes me homicidal. And, listen, I know sometimes when you write you're just not thinking and sometimes I write these sentences too, and I know, okay, it happens, and, okay, okay. But,
It should be noted that the actual piece, Errol Morris' The Anosognosic's Dilemma, looks pretty good, despite that sentence, and, also, the last time a sentence made me mad, I wrote a rash and ridiculously aggressive e-mail to someone I consider a friend. Talk about stupid. I've apologized, but he really deserved better.
It really is irrational, but some sentences, maybe when they're not even important and even when they're fine-whatever ones, I just collaps into self-righteousness and rage.