having a pencil taken from your left hand, because it’s “wrong”, to be replaced in your right, where the only feasible way to write is cribbed and crabbed, is the perfect way to create a semantic fissure between the words and their direction.

First comes the impulse: I point one way; then the blind grasp at a mental handhold; then precisely the wrong word. I’d make a better driver than a navigator, you’d agree.