Please forgive me if I've offered this before:<p>At my first job, pretty much the only rules set down by the owner of the small chain were that we run his and his wife's copy untouched. The publisher of our paper, its "flagship," ran the chain.<p>The owner spent most of his time on hunting around the world. His wife led her own life of leisure. Neither had a background in journalism.<p>Every four years he covered the Republican and Democratic presidential conventions. She covered the top fashion shows in New York, Paris and Milan, providing purple prose about haute culture for the readers of their Appalachian papers.<p>In 1980, the owner, a diehard Republican, wrote in the lead of the day's lead story during the Republicans' convention that, in his view from his hotel penthouse he could see coho salmon leaping from Lake Michigan as he decided that if the Demos chose Jimmy Carter the next month it at least wouldn't be as bad as their pick in 1968, when they nominated George McGovern.<p>Getting no farther, this frightened cub copy editor ran to the managing editor. "Did you see that lead?" I asked.<p>"Coho salmon. Ha! Can you believe he put that in there? I guess they've been restocking the lake."<p>"Jack, I meant the McGovern part."<p>"What about it?"<p>"McGovern was nominated in 1972, not '68."<p>"Yeah, I know. So?"<p>"So we need to change that, right?"<p>"Nope. He says nothing gets changed, so it stays."<p>I argued unsuccessfully that it would make us look stupid, make the owner look stupid, mislead or insult our readers -- and on and on.<p>The M.E. seemed to enjoy running it. <p>No correction ever appeared. No one said another word about it. Business as usual there.
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