There is an American language. It’s called American English, but it’s really not English. It’s American, which makes it a thousand times better than English.
I could refute every single one of these slights against the English, and may indeed do so at some future point (definitely deserves it’s own thread). But for now this will have to suffice.
‘American’ English is merely a simplified version of what you would call ‘The Queen’s’ English. Case in point, ‘sidewalk’. Whilst the original language recognizes that describing a concrete noun (pun intended) with the term pavement is perfectly understandable, and is a natural progression of language, coming up with a name for unique objects. The Americans, however, seem not to grasp this, and require a seperate name that describes the function of a pavement, hence ‘side-walk’, something on the side upon with you walk.
And you have the audacity to castigate original English for the noun/verb balance, when sidewalk is guilty of precisely that fault.
But instead of deconstructing the faults of the American corruption of the English language, I will sum it up as follows. If we invented it, we decide how to use it, how to spell it, and how to define it. The day our colonial cousins learn to come up with their own language, they can ruin that. And I’ll leave you with this quote from Her Majesty the Queen, in conversation with the late Steve Jobs (before he died, obviously),
“Dear Mr. Jobs: There’s no such thing as ‘American English’, just English…. and mistakes”