But when I saw the letter about the “died-in-the-wool” Democrat, after I quit banging my head on the desk, I had to stifle a lot of laughter at the thoughts going through my head. And yes, we journalists are a morbid lot.
Phrase a little bit off
Despite the fact that it was used in the featured obituary on Samuel Bratton, I believe that the phrase “died-in-the-wool Democrat” is incorrect.
MARY N. WATERS
Perhaps a Democrat trampled to death in a sheep stampede? Or maybe strangled by the sweater his great-grammy knitted for him? Or mayhaps smothered by a pile of soaked woolen mittens at a kindergarten on a snowy winter day?
As if we didn’t have enough to worry about with mixed metaphors and strangled similes, along come homophones to confuse matters even more.
You remember those from school, right? Words that sound alike but have different meanings and spellings, like “aye,” “eye” and “I,” have been confounding those learning English as a second language for years. Guess what, guys? They confound a lot of us native speakers as well. Add in homographs (same spelling but different meanings, such as “rose,” the flower and “rose,” past tense of rise), and our language seems to be one confusing mess.
But as far as I’m concerned, that still doesn’t excuse use of “your” (meaning it belongs to you) when you mean “you’re” (you are), or worse, using “you” for either one. C’mon people, give us word nerds something!
Though I’m not a total grammar geek, there are mistakes that make me cringe, such as using apostrophes to make a word plural. In only very rare circumstances is that acceptable, like when talking about your child’s report card full of A’s, and only because “As” is a word all its own. But mitten’s? Washer’s? No … just no.
There are businesses I can’t in good conscience patronize because I don’t trust myself not to take out the Sharpie in my bag and correct their signage.
Yes, I have a Sharpie with me most of the time. Sadly, I don’t take my camera everywhere, so I’ve missed sharing some horribly written signs (such as the absolute most strangled spelling of “apologize” I’ve ever seen).
In any case, though, I wouldn’t take it as far as two Dartmouth graduates did a few years back.
In 2008, Jeff Deck and Benjamin Herson were banned from national parks for a year after they pleaded guilty to vandalizing a sign at the Desert View Watchtower in Grand Canyon National Park in Arizona. The two used correction fluid and a marker to change a misplaced apostrophe and add a comma to a sign handpainted by the architect of the 1932 watchtower and several other Grand Canyon landmarks.
Deck and Herson were the founders of the Typo Eradication Advancement League (TEAL), and spent March to May of 2008 on a “Typo Hunt Across America,” correcting an estimated 230 typographical errors and blogging about their progress. Blogging about that Arizona sign, though, got them into hot water with the feds.
In addition to their year of probation, they also were levied a fine of $3,035 and banned from fixing public signs for a year. No matter; Deck and Herson got a book out of the ordeal, The Great Typo Hunt, published in 2010.
Now if sign painters will just make sure to have someone else check their work …
John Deering and I talk most days we work (I’m still, after 17 years of knowing him, trying to figure out when he sleeps; he’s always doing something!). Our offices are side by side, our birthdays are only days apart, and our senses of humor are strange and very similar, which means that sometimes some weird thing I’ve said will end up in one of his comics. (That Star Wars/Real McCoys mashup 10 or 11 years ago in Strange Brew? That sprang up from a conversation in which we talked about how my then new-ish cat came to be called Luke.)
We were talking the other day about his Superman panel and the geek near-meltdown it seemed ready to inspire on the GoComics comments board, all because the colorists at Creators made the Kryptonite in the cartoon yellow.
True geeks will know that there are several colors of Kryptonite, each with different effects on Superman’s powers.
Frankly, if I were Lois, I’d be more worried about Supe’s pink slippers.
It comes time for another reminder, especially in light of all the letters we’ve gotten about same-sex marriage.
The long-running rule on the Voices page is that we don’t publish Bible verse citations (or those from other sacred texts), if just for the simple fact that this is not Sunday School, Bible Bowl or the Religion page (and quite honestly, we have neither the time nor resources to check all those texts).
Including them is thus a quick way to ensure your letter ends up as a “no” if they can’t be easily written around. We’ll let you put in a short quote or paraphrase a verse, but chapter and verse citations won’t make it in, which is how we also would handle passages from, for example, the Koran or the Bhagavad Gita.
We have to remember that this world is populated with people of many different religions, and no religion at all, and even among specific religions, there are numerous sects or denominations. My family, for example, is primarily Church of Christ or Baptist, but there are members who belong to other denominations, and at least one who is Buddhist (that’d be my nephew, of whom I’m very proud … valedictorian, heading to college in Cali in the fall …).
On the Voices page, we treat all religions, or lack thereof, the same, just as we do everything else. And no, I’m not shilling for the New World Order. (Where do you guys get these weird conspiracy theories anyway? And those websites are just creepy!)
Which brings me to a complaint from a reader about another letter-writer’s frequency on the page.
While I don’t have the time to run down every single letter that has ever run on the page, I can confidently assure you that no one has a letter published every 30 days. Al Case, specifically, has not been published every month, and at most has about eight letters printed a year, almost always responding to previous letters or stories. (He’s also, to the best of my knowledge, not a relative, and is unfailingly kind and polite when Stephanie calls him, which is more than can be said for a lot of people.)
However, his name pops up in the archives quite frequently, but only because so many people feel the need to comment, usually quite vociferously, on his every letter since his beliefs (agnostic) differ from theirs. People, you’re just making all Christians look bad when you can’t even be polite, so calm down before writing a letter, please. It’s for your own good.
Perhaps if we spent less time complaining about our differences, we’d notice more of our similarities.
Naw … why would we want to get along?