so we take it seriously, even when we realize we're overreacting to momentary oversights.
Noted. At my age I've mellowed sufficiently to accept that some things aren't worth getting excited about, and those few things that should be cause for concern are largely ignored or disputed.
Also, there's great opportunity for mischief and immense satisfaction in tweaking noses and breaking rules. An elderly painter, Grandma Moses, shocked the prim'n'proper art world with her primitive style, contrary to all accepted norms of art fashion. (Hey! I was alive to see it when she did it! Hooray!) She became famous. That was fitting payback for the art snobs of the day.
I stopped getting excited about proper punctuation and other nits the day I saw that most so-called style guides rarely agreed on such things.
Life is too short and what remains should be spent creating, even if it leads to coloring outside the lines.
(Or did you have a bone to pick with e.e.cummings?)
FATHER DEAR. BE, YOUR FATHER-GOOD AND GOOD,
HE IS GOOD NOW, IT IS NOT GOOD TO SEE IT RAIN,
FATHER DEAR IS, IT, DEAR, NO FATHER DEAR,
LOVE, YOU DEAR,
(e.e. cummings letter to his father at age six, fore-shadowing his creative adult life. Would we be the poorer for it if he hadn't "colored outside the lines?")