Pay attention, writers. Carelessness is costly. This writer used “paid paid” — he repaid, so to speak — and now must pay the price for being imprecise.
I’ve written about repeated words and phrases on occasion, including here, here and here, but this Major League Baseball-inspired “double” play gives those others a run for their money.
Friday, September 6, 2013
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Anything On?
Rome wasn't built in a day. The opening sentence of this caption was. How else to explain a certain two-letter word roaming where it doesn't belong?
On is on the loose, and it's on my nerves, even though it wasn't done on purpose. I wish on had ended up on the cutting room floor, because it's as necessary as the directions on the back of a shampoo bottle. You're on board, right, readers?
Let's turn on off.
Now we're on to something.
I could go on and on.
On is on the loose, and it's on my nerves, even though it wasn't done on purpose. I wish on had ended up on the cutting room floor, because it's as necessary as the directions on the back of a shampoo bottle. You're on board, right, readers?
Let's turn on off.
Now we're on to something.
I could go on and on.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Man vs. Machine
Many grammarians like to quibble about the differences. Not me. I don't care if they are technically acronyms or initialisms. I do care, however, about the common pitfall that stems from their usage. People often find the need to add an unnecessary word after the acronym or initialism. Three examples spring to mind: SAT test, HIV virus and, perhaps the biggest culprit, ATM machine. (The example pictured is from a free playbill I picked up at a University of Connecticut basketball game.) The use of that last one is so widespread, so ingrained, that we think nothing of it. Well, it's time to start thinking, because the redundancy is ridiculous. A = automated. T = teller. M = machine. Using elementary math, we can determine that A+T+M = automated teller machine. Taking our math lesson a step further, A+T+M+machine = automated teller machine machine. It doesn't matter if "ATM machine" sounds right; it's not right. Don't believe me? Try the following paragraph on for size. In it, I will commit sins akin to "ATM machine."
The VIP person — a CEO officer, perhaps — had headphones on, listening to "Proud Mary" by CCR Revival, when he approached the ATM machine at 9 p.m. PST time and punched in his PIN number. He withdrew $200, and at that very moment a bright light appeared in the sky. Was it a UFO object? He wasn't sure. Preoccupied by thoughts of aliens, he failed to notice the SWM male, hopped up on LSD diethylamide, exit a nearby SUV vehicle. Playing out like a dark HBO Office drama, with violence that would put an NFL League game to shame, the SWM male smashed a GPS System device against the back of the victim's head, took his cash and fled. A passing EMT technician performed CPR resuscitation, but by time the ambulance reached the ICU unit, the victim was DOA arrival. Despite DNA acid found at the scene, the murderer has yet to be apprehended. Police believe he may be a student with OCD disorder at nearby USC California, though his identity is TBD determined.
FYI, readers, I'd like to live in a world where the likelihood of acronym/initialism superfluousness is analogous to the possibility of a virgin contracting an STD. (One sentence, two initialisms, zero redundancies.) Let's put an end to "ATM machine" and its ilk. May they RIP peace. Oops!
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