Senseless waste of trees
I haven’t read The Great Typo Hunt: Two Friends Changing the World, One Correction at a Time, and neither should you, but Jan Freeman has bravely taken on the task.
Two years ago, a couple of twerps, Jeff Deck and Benjamin Herson, went across the country on a mission, to correct errors in signage—misspellings, badly placed apostrophes, the like. They got into the news, no doubt a help with the book contract, when the National Park Service accused them of vandalizing a sign at the Grand Canyon.
Ms. Freeman, bless her heart, is charitable enough to call the book “a creditable buddy adventure,” though she does point out “the meager variety of typos.”
I commented on their shenanigans when they first hit the news, and Brian White, the proprietor of Talk wordy to me, who is also unimpressed with their low-grade vigilantism, has seen fit to quote me. What I said then seems equally apt today:
What is annoying about the whole enterprise is that it trivializes grammar, and reinforces the public image that people concerned about grammar and usage are (a) preoccupied with trifles and (b) busybodies whose joy in life is to correct other people publicly.