The Centre Daily Times reports that Nittany Lion head coach Joe Paterno was treated for dehydration and released after having been taken to Mount Nittany Medical Center by ambulance this morning. Apparently, he is well enough to still expect to complete a planned excursion to Austin, Texas tomorrow.
What’s in a headline?
Journalists and editors these days apparently lack the facility to write cogent headlines that convey the meaning of the associated news story unambiguously.
Recently, a good friend’s six year-old child was the victim of a minor shark bite, which he received while wading in knee-deep water at the beach during a Kindergarten outing. As there have been many shark bites off Florida east coast beaches of late, the local media wanted to make a big deal of it. It was indeed a big deal to the kid, who received eight stitches at the emergency room, and perhaps more so to his mom, but one local TV station felt it should be embellished by the following misleading, ambiguous, and alarming headline in the original report on its web site:
Shark Bites Child’s Leg Off New Smyrna Beach
The boy’s older sister was the first to note the ambiguity, finding it hilarious. Meanwhile, I had emailed the article to several friends to let them know that the incident occurred. I didn’t add a note to say that the tyke was doing well, as the article eventually got around to saying that, and the video interview showed him walking with his mom, leg taped up, but animated, loquacious, and clearly enjoying being the center of attention.
My friend who is an English professor also made note of the ambiguous headline, stating that it would be worthy of submission to Reader’s Digest. I received emails from most of the others to whom I had sent the article and I let them know that all was well. However, I then received a voice mail from a friend who was severely shaken—as emotional as I had ever experienced him.
That friend had received my email on his Wi-Fi iPod, and seeing the headline on the small screen and my note to the effect that it was my friend’s child, he was quite taken aback. He clearly read the headline as a shark-facilitated amputation. He had just had dinner with me and my friend recently, and wanted to know what he could do in this tragic situation.
The mood created by the equivocal headline instantly swung from frivolous to grave.
I quickly returned my friend’s call to let him know that it wasn’t as it seemed in the headline. That left him relieved at first, but angry later. I would be, too. This sort of sensationalist crap—the “if it bleeds, it leads” school of news editing—hurts people.
A few days later, I noted that the TV station had changed the article’s headline. It now reads:
Shark Bites Child’s Leg At Volusia Beach
Undoubtedly, they received complaints. It wouldn’t surprise me if people complained because they were wanting more gore than was the actual situation—they’re conditioned by the sleazy news to crave blood and seek it out. They were probably disappointed in this case.
The boy and his mom are doing fine.
Don’t Read This, Redhead — Spoilers Below
Private note to The Redhead: Read the comments to the next post first. Then you can come back here for more.
THAT SAID (lqtm), tonight determined the composition of the American Idol final next week. We’ll offer some stupid justifications for what we think SHOULD be the final matchup. Who the hell knows who will be the final two, given what else has happened this season.
Well, according to Sir Wannabe (Simon Cowell, that is), David Cook won the evening’s competition, with which I agree. I also agreed with Paula Abdul when she said that Syesha’s performance was not good enough to get her through to the final. But she sure as hell looks good! (Syesha, not Paula, although the latter ain’t bad for her age.) Archuleta, of course, got the unanimous endorsement of all three judges. God forbid they should ever speak blasphemies against the baby-faced presumptive American Idol. (I thought Abraham put an end to that idol worshiping crap a few thousand years ago.)
Parts of I-95 are melting in intense brush fires near Cocoa, but Syesha was hotter. Her breathtakingly steamy outfits won’t be enough to save her fine, cafe-au-lait ass. She’s been hanging by a thread for the past few weeks, but Simon was absolutely correct that she peaked last week with the Sam Cooke number. Furthermore, in a rare moment of lucidity, Paula told Syesha that her work tonight wasn’t good enough to get her into the final. So, one has to believe that she’s gone.
REDHEAD BAIT ALERT!
Sadly, Archuleta will breeze through to the next round like a prune through a blue tick coon hound, but fortunately, Cook will offer some serious competition. I demand that Cook shows up for this competition! If he mails it in, he’ll lose. I’m not prepared to accept the premature coronation of David Archuleta any more than I’m prepared to accept the premature coronation of Barack Obama, whose campaign pretty much resembles Archuleta’s (young, naive, and not ready for prime time).
On Wednesday’s results show, Fantasia will perform. I never liked her all that much. I liked runner-up Diana DeGarmo better. (She’s doing Broadway musicals now, just in case you wanted to know.)
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