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Regretting the error.

I have a feel­ing John McIn­tyre is one of those copy-desk chiefs I would have loved with an all-consuming pas­sion right up until the moment I didn’t. Recently released from the Bal­ti­more Sun, he now writes a blog at…

(May I just pause for a moment and mar­vel at how I could almost put that sen­tence on a user key? Name of Jour­nal­ist worked at Name of News­pa­per for XX years, was [laid off/bought out] in Year and now keeps a blog at URL. While you’re spend­ing your richly sub­si­dized retire­ment updat­ing your Face­book friends on your golf hand­i­cap, pub­lish­ers of the world, I hope you spend a few moments con­sid­er­ing you once had a work­force that can­not stop work­ing, who took lousy/so-so money for most of their careers and now do it free. And you flushed it away. Although that’s not what you’re think­ing, is it? You’re think­ing, “I could have paid them even less and bumped the profit mar­gin a few more points. Dumb me!”)

Back to McIn­tyre: He, like many of us, has been con­sid­er­ing the Strange Case of Alessan­dra Stan­ley, the New York Times’ TV critic and cor­rec­tions machine. Her “appraisal” of Wal­ter Cronkite con­tained seven errors. Clark Hoyt, the NYT pub­lic edi­tor, tries to get to the bot­tom of it:

In her haste, she said, she looked up the dates for two big sto­ries that Cronkite cov­ered — the assas­si­na­tion of Mar­tin Luther King and the moment Neil Arm­strong set foot on the moon — and copied them incor­rectly. She wrote that Cronkite stormed the beaches on D-Day when he actu­ally cov­ered the inva­sion from a B-17 bomber. She never meant that lit­er­ally, she said. “I didn’t reread it care­fully enough to see peo­ple would think he was on the sands of Omaha Beach.”

It gets bet­ter:

For all her skills as a critic, Stan­ley was the cause of so many cor­rec­tions in 2005 that she was assigned a sin­gle copy edi­tor respon­si­ble for check­ing her facts. Her error rate dropped pre­cip­i­tously and stayed down after the edi­tor was pro­moted and the arrange­ment was dis­con­tin­ued. Until the Cronkite errors, she was not even in the top 20 among reporters and edi­tors most respon­si­ble for cor­rec­tions this year. Now, she has jumped to No. 4 and will again get spe­cial edit­ing atten­tion.

I could go on like this for many, many words and you know what I will say, so let’s not, and instead turn to McIntyre’s cen­tral advice to writ­ers, because it is uni­ver­sal, no mat­ter what your job:

You, the reporter/writer, are respon­si­ble for the accu­racy of what you write. It is your job to make sure that every state­ment of fact, every quo­ta­tion, is rep­re­sented accu­rately. If you slap some­thing together and turn it in assum­ing that some­one else will clean up after you, you are com­mit­ting mal­prac­tice.

This should go with­out say­ing, for every­body in every job, and yet, it hap­pens every day. About six weeks into my own stint on the copy desk, after deal­ing with yet another edi­tor who shrugged when I pointed out he’d just turned over a story to me, the paper’s last line of defense, with sen­tence frag­ments and repet­i­tive pas­sages and weird tan­gents, etc. … I feel the Saigon flash­back start­ing already. Any­way, I told my own boss, McIntyre’s equiv­a­lent, that I finally under­stood exactly what Holden Caulfiend was talk­ing about when he said he was the catcher in the rye. All those sto­ries are run­ning toward the cliff, and I have to catch them before they pitch over the edge. You get this one, and another one slips right by you, and — (descend­ing whis­tle sound) splat.

If only there were fewer of them. If only the pre­vi­ous edi­tor had worked a lit­tle harder on it. But as one whose true job was as a writer, to me it always came down to the source. If only the reporter had taken her job seri­ously in the first place. But there are lots of Alessan­dra Stan­leys out there, or were, writ­ers who think it’s not their job to look up silly things like how, pre­cisely, Wal­ter Cronkite cov­ered D-Day, or the date of the moon land­ing, or any­thing else. “That’s the copy desk’s job” — some of them would actu­ally say that. They were big-picture peo­ple. Details were for the anal nit­pick­ers in the thick glasses.

No mat­ter what your job, if you work upstream of the cliff, you owe it to every­one to do it the best you can, at every stage. Espe­cially now. Unless you’re Alessan­dra Stan­ley, evi­dently.

I said at the begin­ning of this tedious lit­tle lec­ture that I prob­a­bly would love McIn­tyre until I didn’t. Sooner or later, all writ­ers and edi­tors face that estrange­ment. Maybe it comes over the latter’s hair-splitting over con­vince and per­suade, or the teeny lec­ture they want you to lis­ten to, the one where they stand over your desk and explain the dif­fer­ence between an argu­ment and a quar­rel. (I know I’ve used the argument/quarrel anec­dote more than once, but the way that par­tic­u­lar copy edi­tor bran­dished that dis­tinc­tion, the smug­ness in his voice as he took credit for sav­ing 60,000 house­holds from the hor­ror of see­ing the wrong word describ­ing what hap­pened before a drug-related shoot­ing– well, it still ran­kles. Espe­cially when he was also fond of dis­ap­pear­ing on dead­line to chat up the interns in the hall. See above. Do your job.)

A lit­tle blog­gage before I go:

Some­one sent me this Mod­ern Love col­umn with a note: “How many peo­ple I won­der fail to under­stand that one prson’s melt­down is more about that per­son and not the spouse?” I’m not a big fan of Mod­ern Love, but this one was worth read­ing.

< mar­i­lyn voice > Happy birth­day, Mr. Pres­i­dent: < /marilyn voice > Now go get your­self a lava cake.

It’s just like sit­ting around someone’s base­ment in high school! High­deas — a place you can post the great ideas you get when you’re stoned. My favorite from the first page: a full body tat­too on your back­side, so when you were naked ( you would need to be bald too), it would like like a per­son walk­ing back­wards, or vise versa It’s the “you would need to be bald too” part that cracked me up.

21 responses to
“Regretting the error.”

  1. Bill Breen said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:07 am

    Nancy: Check out the “After Dead­line” blog @ NYT… you’ll love it.

  2. Bill Breen said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:11 am

    http://topics.blogs.nytimes.com/tag/after-deadline/?scp=1&sq=After%20deadline&st=cse

    Some­where, Sis­ter Therese, the gram­mar­ian with a ruler, is smil­ing….

  3. coozledad said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:13 am

    Two high­deas:
    1) The Guzz Buzz: A food grade deter­gent addi­tion to bong­wa­ter that sol­u­bi­lizes THC and dou­bles as a fla­vor­ing agent, like Kool Aid, giv­ing the bong­wa­ter a smooth­ness and drink­a­bil­ity…
    2) Nanna: A banana peel placed in the microwave, toasted, crum­bled, and added to your smoke, to mask the reek and give the high a “trop­i­cal feel”.
    I remem­ber a Lenny Bruce sketch where he talks about an ado­les­cent dis­cov­er­ing glue-sniffing and think­ing he’s the new Louis Pas­teur. That’s pre­cisely how I felt when I came up with these two. Sad, really.

  4. Jenflex said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:21 am

    I loved the Mod­ern Love essay, too. As a mother, man­ager, wife, and daugh­ter. Is there any­where that les­son isn’t applic­a­ble?

  5. brian stouder said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:41 am

    Speak­ing of errors, just last night Grant brought last week’s Time Magazine(the one with an astro­naut in full regalia stand­ing on the moon) to me, and said “I thought Neil Arm­strong was the first per­son to walk on the moon”, and I replied that indeed he was – where­upon Grant flipped the Time over and pointed to the back-cover ad from Louis Vuit­ton. The ad has a pic­ture of Sally Ride, Buzz Aldrin, and Jim Lovell all gaz­ing up at the moon, and has this copy:

    “Some jour­neys change mankind for­ever. Sally Ride, first Amer­i­can woman in space. Buzz Aldrin, Apollo 11, first steps on the moon in 1969.
    Jim Lovell, Apollo 13, com­man­der”

    This actu­ally made me angry (on the one hand) and proud of Grant for catch­ing it (on the other!). The thing is worded poorly enough that one can parse and argue that it isn’t tech­ni­cally in error….but I’d argue that it’s a hell of a lot fur­ther OVER the damned cliff than “quar­rel” ver­sus “argue”!! (Pam went to the Louis Vuit­ton web­site that the ad points to, and on their website…they REWORDED it!!!, say­ing some­thing like ‘Buzz Aldrin, Sec­ond per­son to walk on the moon’)

  6. Jeff Borden said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:56 am

    When I teach jour­nal­ism classes, I ask my stu­dents to mem­o­rize three rules to live by as they report, research and write their stores.

    1. Write only what you know.
    2. There are no dumb ques­tions.
    3. When in doubt, leave it out.

    A good copy edi­tor will pull more bacon out of the fire than a short-order cook, but the onus has always and should always be on the reporter to be cor­rect. What an enor­mous pity that Ms. Stan­ley con­tin­ues in her posi­tion and even gets her own, per­sonal copy edi­tor when far bet­ter reporters are out on the street.

  7. whitebeard said on August 4th, 2009 at 9:57 am

    Thank you, Bill Breen, for send­ing me on a delight­ful edu­ca­tional jaunt through past After Dead­line blog entries, even though I have aban­doned my blue pen­cil (or blue felt pen in more afflu­ent news­rooms) for a life of rel­a­tive leisure.

  8. alice said on August 4th, 2009 at 10:19 am

    Hmmm, that Mod­ern Love col­umn, I thought it was com­mon knowl­edge that “I don’t love you any­more” is manspeak for “I have a girl­friend.”

  9. Mary said on August 4th, 2009 at 10:38 am

    In the morn­ing email from my dad, frus­trated jour­nal­ist: “AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

    Maybe two days too long at the beach condo is dri­ving him out of his gourd, I thought. So I scrolled.

    It’s Tues­days with Twit­ter over at Wylie’s house!

    http://​www​.wyliecomm​.com/​n​e​w​s​l​e​t​t​e​r​/​n​e​w​s​l​e​t​t​e​r.html
    (Can’t fig­ure out how embed the link… what am I miss­ing? One swift kick to any­one who says a Y chro­mo­some.)

    “Three ways to make your tweets more use­ful

    Are you a wel­come guest or an intru­sive pest on Twit­ter? Here are three ways to make your tweets more use­ful to your fol­low­ers.
    1. Use Angela Maiers’ 70-20-10 rule.

    Want to tweet tweets that fol­low­ers like to get? Edu­ca­tional con­sul­tant Angela Maiers (@AngelaMaiers) rec­om­mends that:

    * 70 per­cent of your tweets share resources — blog post­ings, arti­cles, opin­ions and tools

    * 20 per­cent of your tweets engage in con­ver­sa­tions and con­nec­tions

    * 10 per­cent of your tweets “chirp,” or chat about your­self, your life and your thoughts…”

    http://​www​.wyliecomm​.com/​n​e​w​s​l​e​t​t​e​r​/​n​e​w​s​l​e​t​t​e​r.html

  10. Jenflex said on August 4th, 2009 at 10:38 am

  11. Sue said on August 4th, 2009 at 10:58 am

    Jen­flex, I can tell you that they could have put the word “Jager­meis­ter” any­where in that story with­out fact-checking.
    Don’t mess with Wis­con­sin women. They’ll put up with all sorts of crap, right up until the moment they won’t.

  12. Ed Tarboosh said on August 4th, 2009 at 11:09 am

    I must be an anal nit­picker with thick glasses who dou­bles as an unemployed/unpaid/amateur copy edi­tor. I suf­fer through the errors and omis­sions of the Cincin­nati Enquirer and Hamil­ton Journal-News on a daily basis. Surely the absence of many fur­loughed copy edi­tors is to blame. But your com­ments about the lack of over­sight on the part of some writers/reporters inspires me to come out of the closet and forgo the twelve-step pro­gram to rid myself of my obses­sion.

  13. bryan said on August 4th, 2009 at 11:44 am

    Hey Nance,

    You old friend Tim Goe­glein has resur­faced. He’s now vice pres­i­dent of Focus on the Fam­ily. http://​www​.cit​i​zen​link​.org/​c​o​n​t​e​n​t​/​A​0​0​0​0​0​9​6​51.cfm

  14. coozledad said on August 4th, 2009 at 11:57 am

    I think it’s funny Goe­glein closes his lit­tle spiel with a quote from noted lunatic anti-Semite Ezra Pound. I don’t think Pound intended “Make it new” as a call to swipe other folk’s stuff and slap your name on it:
    “More impor­tant than pol­i­tics, how­ever, is cul­ture. Two great con­ser­v­a­tives, Edmund Burke and William Wilber­force, both believed that, impor­tant though gov­ern­ment is, morals and man­ners were more impor­tant. Fos­ter­ing moral excel­lence in the schools, muse­ums and uni­ver­si­ties is cen­tral. We need a new gen­er­a­tion of poets, play­wrights, sculp­tors, com­posers and musi­cians to keep our cul­ture refreshed. In the words of Ezra Pound, we need to “make it new.”"

    They really have hit bot­tom haven’t they? No won­der the cur­rent face of their move­ment is a Russ­ian tranny hooker.

  15. Danny said on August 4th, 2009 at 12:06 pm

    Have any of you noted the story about the Obama/Joker posters that are turn­ing up in Los Ange­les? Some are bemewl­ing these as “mean-spirited” which they are, but really. How quickly they for­get.

  16. jeff borden said on August 4th, 2009 at 12:20 pm

    Danny,

    Agreed. The Obama-as-Joker posters are stu­pid since the Joker was clearly an anar­chist, not a social­ist, but who cares? The most pow­er­ful man in the world is always going to be pil­lo­ried. I’m a huge Obama admirer and they don’t bother me a whit. Ditto with those idiot birthers. I saw that crazy Russ­ian lady on MSNBC yes­ter­day and thought I was watch­ing the kind of per­for­mance art per­son­i­fied by Sacha Baron Cohen in “Borat.” Let `er howl. She’s a loon but a funny one.

  17. Jenflex said on August 4th, 2009 at 12:31 pm

    Sue, LOL!

  18. Catherine said on August 4th, 2009 at 12:34 pm

    LA has a long and sig­nif­i­cant his­tory of guer­rilla pos­ter­ing as street art. The Obama/Joker posters are part of that tra­di­tion. Rob­bie Conal is one of the fathers of the move­ment. Here’s my favorite of his posters — it’s Jesse Helms, with the title “Arti­fi­cial Art Offi­cial:”
    http://​www​.net​ro​pol​i​tan​.org/​c​o​n​a​l​/​a​r​t​i​f​i​c​i​a​l.html

  19. John McIntyre said on August 4th, 2009 at 2:24 pm

    I, too, growled at those smug copy edi­tors who wasted their time and yours with point­less dis­tinc­tions about “over” and “more than” or the AP Stylebook’s imbe­cilic “split verb” super­sti­tion. I might have got­ten some­where with them if I’d just been given a lit­tle more time. Or a sidearm.

  20. nancy said on August 4th, 2009 at 2:32 pm

    John,

    Glad you stopped by. The edi­tor in this case was par­tic­u­larly mad­den­ing because he was so pleased with him­self, care­fully explain­ing that argu­ments were based on logic, whereas quar­rels were char­ac­ter­ized more by emo­tion. To which I asked, “How do you know this wasn’t a log­i­cal dis­agree­ment? You have money I believe is mine, there­fore I will bust a cap in your ass. Sounds log­i­cal to me.” He just couldn’t be stopped.

  21. paddyo' said on August 4th, 2009 at 4:42 pm

    I was a reporter for 32 of my 33 years in news­pa­pers. There was one year of tem­po­rary insan­ity, at a young age, as an assis­tant city edi­tor and, also, a copy edi­tor.

    But being a reporter means being an edi­tor, too, and I’m just bowled over by the extent to which the NYT, and appar­ently oth­ers, will cod­dle reporters/writers who seem not to notice, or care, about shoddy work . . . and how those reporters/writers can make excuses for it.
    Like the “Mod­ern Love” sto­ry­teller linked above, I’m just not buy­ing it.

    Yeah, sure, the occa­sional copy edi­tor was insuf­fer­able. Plenty of us reporters were and are insuf­fer­able, too.
    And a cou­ple of times I had copy edi­tors who edited errors INTO my sto­ries. Thank good­ness it was only that — a cou­ple.

    More often than not, the copy desk saved my butt, saved me from myself. I’ve always taken pride in my clean copy, but 100 per­cent error-free? A rar­ity for any­one, because 100 per­cent clean 100 per­cent of the time is impos­si­ble. (And please, please: “Spell check” only gets you part of the way there.)

    All of which is why we have edi­tors, and espe­cially, copy edi­tors.

    Any­body who turns in half-assed copy, on dead­line or not, should be ashamed of himself/herself. Sure, it hurt if I fum­bled and the desk didn’t catch a mis­take, and I wasn’t afraid to point that out, just as a reminder that nei­ther of us is infal­li­ble. But the respon­si­bilty starts with me.

    If some­body ever said to me, “That’s the copy desk’s job” (no one ever did, but obvi­ously some folks thought it), I’d had ver­bally slapped him/her upside the head.