15 December 2005


For most of my working life, I've been preparing material for print. It's a terrible feeling when you hold the finished, proofed and printed document in your hands and your eyes fall on a typo that was invisible five minutes ago, but now seems to have flourescent lights attached to it as it dances before your eyes, mocking you with every provocative jiggle.

Obviously the editors of Ms. magazine's May/June 1996 issue never had this feeling when they received the printed and bound copies for distribution. Neither did they have it as the copies sat on newsstands for two months. Then they got the feeling, and withdrew the item quietly from sale.

Can you see it?

Thanks to Panopticist.


I am the Queen of F*%&ING EVERYTHNG...OK!! said...

OOOOPS...perhaps it's a form of "individualizastionism" LMOA. Wonder if someone got the flick for that little boo boo??

Enzogopher said...

yes well im sure many people consider themselves fenimisits.