Words of Caution
As to the attributions below, I don't see the value of embarrassing individual on-air personalities, but their employers need to be warned, especially at those outlets that pride themselves on appealing to an educated audience. (WJHU, take heed.) I humbly recall how, several years ago, I was taping a voice-over for an educational program and pronounced "harbinger" as if it rhymed with "singer." The producer gently prompted me to use a soft "g." There were no hard feelings, and I stood happily corrected. So here goes:
"Triathalon." An athaletic event in which athaletes compete? This was heard on WBFF's (channel 45) News at Ten.
There, I've said it. In closing, I'd like to dedicate this column to my mother, Louise S. Chalkley, who used to shudder at the dissonant grammar of the Beatles and the Lovin' Spoonful. I will think of her whenever I split an infinitive. Courage, mon amie, le diable est mort.
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