The last 24 hours have been sobering. Like many of you, I’m stretched thin right now, teaching classes, trying to finish a book, pressed by a consulting deadline, trying to contribute to True/Slant. And so I’ve posted too quickly, intending to catch any mistakes in “preview,” before the post goes online.
There’s one small problem. Not once but twice I have accidentally pushed “publish” instead. Both posts had mistakes. I caught them within minutes and re-posted. But by then they had surely been catalogued somewhere in bits and bytes. One was really sloppy.
Not a big deal, you say? And in the grand scheme of things you’re certainly right. I’m just, after all, getting to the point where, in addition to my golden retriever and tabby cat, a few of you read me. With millions and millions of bloggers in the universe, who cares, you might ask.
My answer: I do. After a career in newspapers and teaching, I know darn well how easy it is to make mistakes. I know that speed kills accuracy. I know that reputations are built over a lifetime and can crash and burn in minutes. I know how little the public already thinks of the news media.
Many of you live in this land of blogging. You post far more frequently than I. Perhaps you’re just younger, sharper and faster. Perhaps mistakes don’t matter to you. They can be fixed. Get over it.
For me, that’s a hard adjustment. I’d love to hear your thoughts.