I put in a query to an AI chatbot to rephrase the rest of my letter in the manner of the Inuit people of Alaska, which I hope underscores my point: “Hmm, this Trump paper-law saying English must be America’s one true language? Doesn’t sit right in my gut, ah? Who really holds the measuring stick for “real” English? English is like snow — it takes shape from how people use it, how they speak and write, tusaqtuaq! If it rolls in Inuktitut words, French, or even southern slang, it’s still English, naammak? But bigger than that — this cuts across the First Amendment like a snowmachine through fresh powder. Free speech means your tongue can dance in any language — Inuktium, Cree, or whatever makes your breath happy.” There’s no single language called “English,” really. It’s whatever English speakers say it is, which can include bon mots and phrases from any other language.