We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
It’s as if pomos use the hammer and nails given them to maintain the lovely house they’ve inherited to, instead, indulge in interior demolition and funky, unlivable re-dos. Pretty soon they’re gonna hit load-bearing walls a little too hard…
But I split an infinitive. I split the bloody infinitive.
Years ago I commissioned a carpenter to set a cabinet into a wall by removing the lower portion of one stud and framing around it. When I returned, he had amputated four studs and not framed to redistribute loading. He made me prove to him that it was a structural wall by showing him the roof rafter supports and basement ceiling beams (even though it was obvious w/o all that and I had told him so!)
He never apologized for compromising structure or for causing me to have to repair his damage. All he said was that he had to do what he thought was right and what he thought looked good.
Anyhoo, can't a split-infinitive be good--as in, if it alters word order to good effect? The way you wrote it emphasizes the key word "instead" far more than had you used "...to indulge instead in...."
Winston Churchill: "To end a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put!"
“Today we may say aloud before an awe-struck world, 'We are still masters of our fate. We still are captain of our souls.'"
"This is the lesson: never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy."
“We have not journeyed across the centuries, across the oceans, across the mountains, across the prairies, because we are made of sugar candy."
“Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."