Months ago my brother sent me a link to an AOL.com article about an upheaval of sorts during a live TV weather report. The article may have been proofread, though no proof exists.
In the midst of a 4.2 magnitude earthquake, the
meteorologist managed to get rick back to the forecast. I have so many
questions: Who is rick? Why doesn’t he spell his name with a capital letter? Why
did he need to get back to the forecast?
Oh, right: rick is
wrong. That rickety word would be correct if it were right. Unfortunately, it’s in the right place at the wrong time.
At least that was the only mista—
Whoa! What’s up with woah?
That h is making like a galloping
horse. I know of an exclamation that may make it stop. If I use it, I’ll place
the h in the second position. Why?
Well, whoa is me.
We’re not out of the (trembling) woods yet, readers. Errors
are being generated faster than seismic waves during a temblor. Check out the
last sentence. The AOL.com contributor scarred one of the words, I’m afraid.
I don’t heart sacred.
I wish I could force it to sit next to Pennywise and watch Final Destination aboard a
dark cabin filled with snakes during a turbulent flight over shark-infested
waters, because that hallowed word should be scared.
A sturdy table or desk can shelter you during palpitation. An
editor can do the same, in a sense, during publication. All the errors in this
article were, like a 4.2 magnitude earthquake, detectable to the average person
— but two of the three would have circumvented spell check. That program has more faults than an area prone to Richter scale readings.