Today heralded the Sept. 29 issue of The Vermilion. To rip off a phrase from Highlights Magazine, what's wrong with this picture? (Hint: something here is a little short.)
What was the layout artist smoking?
The layout has been iffy since the beginning of the summer, when a new layout artist took over, but this is the worst thing yet. I confronted the managing editor (my immediate boss, though he's still finishing the degree I already have) about it, and he told me that that was exactly how he received it in the e-mail. His claim, although he seemed genuinely convinced of it and seemed to feel bad, misses a few things:
1) The middle text is missing, not the beginning or end
2) The e-mail in which I'd sent him the article, which I had also sent myself and kept, was completely intact when I checked it again this afternoon
3) No one seemed to find anything suspicious in the fact that my column was 492 words instead of the usual 600-ish
4) No attempt was made to contact me about this omission
5) As much as I like to play with language, I never really aspired to coin a new word, "ashtpolitics"
Reader's Digest's condensers were starting to lose it
At least this wasn't as bad as that famous September 2003 gaffe. Now THAT was an ordeal! As for the fact that my face looks like George Hamilton's after a third-degree burn, well, that might top everything.
Oh well. I'm sure it still made the point. Hopefully. The saddest thing is, I doubt anyone will even notice that 115 words are missing. At least they'll be able to read the whole thing here.
UPDATE! Evidently, the usual cartoon, "Grey," that accompanies the column was also snubbed this week in favor of another one. I suspected this, but wasn't entirely sure until tonight, when the cartoonist pointed out to me that it had been replaced. I thought his style seemed different! After seeing the panel they left out, I got mad, because it is GOOD! The Vermilion may not have liked it, but I did, so here it is:
Cartoon by Robert Guillory
Being censored for content is one thing, but being censored by incompetence is another. The first is more fun, at least.