When I was growing up, pointing my finger was just one of those things that got me in trouble. It usually started with me pointing it at my brother who either, by my definition, took something of mine or got something I thought I saw first. My mother would say “young ladies do NOT point” or “nice girls don’t point” or “mannerly children…” or any number of other ways of phrasing it. The woman was consistent to say the least…pointing was just wrong. And before you think my mother was sexist, young gentleman weren’t allowed to point either. It is engrained in me to this day that pointing is something you simply just don’t do.