Today, if nothing else, I learned that some grammarians don’t believe that there is a future tense. The concept is really messing with my head. My classmate and I were getting into the philosophy of there being no real future, just one long present. He quoted Kierkegaard, that life can only be lived forwards but only be understood backwards (full quote here.) I responded with the words of David Bowie “Time may change me, but I can’t change time.”
The future may be an illusion. But thanks for sucking the fun out of talking about it, dreaming about it, grammarians. I prefer the last lines of Gatsby:

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And then one fine morning—So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

Take that you nasty negative existentialist grammar nofunniks.

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