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Not Quite Right
A Little Something For
The Rest Of Us
by Bob Church
Editing, Shmediting
The Thought For The Day:
Gouging out your eyeballs and replacing
them with olives for a Halloween party gag is pretty stupid --
because everyone knows that real eyes don't have pimientos.
I've long felt that editing is dishonest. After all, even God
didn't get two chances at the Stone Tablets. I'm sure it required
some extra thought on His part, and it's likely that He experienced
a good bit of performance anxiety while composing the Ten Commandments,
but, overall, it seems to have worked out fairly well, all things
considered.
Of course, as mere mortals, we felt it
necessary to edit them, to give them just that little bit
of extra gusto that would show the world our extraordinary understanding
of all things Holy. First, the Hebrews, then the Catholics, then
the Protestants... it rather makes me wonder if Number Ten in
the Catholic version, "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's
goods", and edited to "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's
house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his manservant,
nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor anything that
is thy neighbor's", might not be just a tad overstated.
I envision some fifteenth century devotee
of Martin Luther, late one Saturday night, setting type on his
brand new printing press, in his desperate attempt to fill up
two full columns and meet his Sunday morning deadline. Who can
say whether Martin himself didn't cut it from "Thou shalt
not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant,
nor his ox, nor his ass, nor his wife's ass, nor his maidservant's
ass, nor the ass of the cute little servant girl who lives two
doors down- the one with the bodacious boobs-, nor anything else
that could be pawned for enough cash to buy some pleasures of
the flesh or otherwise smacks of Catholicism". Do you see
where I'm going with this?
Sure, it's irritating to constantly have
to reconstruct a writer's faulty sentence structure, misspelled
words and other grammatical faux pas. (Yes, I know it's singular,
but I don't know what the plural is, and I refuse to go back
and find out, it'd violate the premise of this entire piece.
Sue me...) But, isn't it better for me to maintain a concrete
(if misguided and somewhat cloying) posture based on the principles
of editorial purity than to give in to temptation and adapt the
loose precepts of Microsoft Word® journalism that offers
me the opportunity to backspace every time I see a red or green
line appear under one of my words or phrases? Such practices
are the absolute beginnings of such atrocities as plagiarism
and anarchy!
So... in conclusion, I beseech you, fair
reader, follow my example: Do it right the first time, and you'll
never be sorry. Eventually, you'll be as good at it as I am...
and you'll have all that extra time left to drink beer and sit
in the hot tub with your neighbor's wife (or 'neighbour's' wife,
if you happen to be British), never once worrying that you've
split an infinitive, fragmented a sentence all to Hell, or that
it's a preposition you've ended a sentence with.
Now, go write me something pretty. So what
if it ain't perfect, who do you think you are, God? Or worse
than that, Martin Luther? Maybe someday, if you practice, you'll
end up like me, working at First Draft Theater.
Bob Church©2008
Bob Church resides in
mid-Missouri with his wife of three decades, Louise, their poodle,
Carla, and their cat, Callie. After thirty years spent raising
five children, he has reached the point in his life that allows
time to pursue his real love, writing. You can find more of his
stories/observations at notquiteright/
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