7 October 2018

The Copy Editor on Drugs

“Nixon is starting to look better and better by contrast these days.” – John Yoo

Oh, am i tapdancing around the room or what!!!!  I just caught that genius, Yuval Noah Harari in a misspelling.  And what makes it even richer is that, to be precise, i just discovered that Harari and i shared the same misspelling.  See, what happened is that while i was wallowing in fear and delight in his second book, Homo Deus, i read the word “Mitteleurope”, which i knew from studying German.  However, i realized that my definition, that it referred to a region somewhere to the right of Germany, was imprecise, so i DuckDuckWent it to learn more.  Their list of hits began with the line, “Including results for mitteleuropa.”  Hmmmm.

Then to my astonishment, the first hit on “Mitteleurope” was way down at the bottom of the first page, in an article from The Guardian. The next hit was on the second page, in an Amazon ad.  I scrolled down a few more pages and found no more instances.  It was virtually all to “Mitteleuropa”, most particularly the articles in German.

Ha!  What this suggests is that “europa” came into the vocabularies of me and Mr. Harari from an audible source and that we somehow, since the final letter sounds the same in German, misspelled “europa” as “europe”.  But now i at least will never again misspell “Mitteleuropa”.

Oh, and the plot thickens.  When i checked to see whether “copyeditor” had become an accepted spelling and discovered that the process is not yet complete, i blundered onto this delicious morsel:

THE SLOT: What Exactly Is a CopyEditor?

opy editors check written material, usually as the final step before it is set into type, to correct errors in grammar, spelling, usage and style…


I mean, folks, if you’re gonna put something out on the web to get people to look at your copy editing site, you really, really ought to spell everything right.

Meanwhile, regarding the drugs reference, i can’t write on drugs even though the OCD quality of many of my posts would suggest that i’d been toking.  However, i did take advantage of California’s legalization of marijuana last January, waiting a month to show i wasn’t a jonesing addict and then going to the closest outlet.  It was a clean, well-lighted place with a vibe rather upscale for Mission Street, and the goods were displayed attractively.  What i found absolutely delightful was the packaging.

We’re not talking some bud stuffed into a small plastic bag.  No no.  This stuff is just plain marketed.  I haven’t opened the jar containing my recent purchase yet, but a close examination through the glass shows that it contains five buds.  Lotsa packaging for five buds.

Oh, and i must reassure my beloved baby sister that i’ve not become a monstrous stoner in my old age because it took me from February to October to smoke my way through the first eighth of an ounce i bought.  Nowhere near enough to be called a stoner, but definitely enough that for the entire period i’d have pissed hot.  (OK, “piss hot” entered my vocabulary only recently, and i’ve been just dying to use it.)

Here’s the new purchase beside the box the jar was in.  Love the witty name for this variety.

Durban Poison

And yes, i had to Google “Durban Poison“.

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