Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Geography Lesson

From Newsweek:

Seven months ago, as he drove me the lengthy route from Vero Beach to the airport in West Miami Beach: past abandoned citrus groves and overgrown, half-built housing developments, past billboards flogging vacation homes at a third or a quarter of their original prices—my driver, a heavyset white Vietnam vet originally from Buffalo, N.Y., with back trouble, two impressively successful grown sons and an adolescent stepdaughter, explained why he hoped Barack Obama would be the Democratic candidate, and why he would vote for the man if he were: “I don’t care if he’s black, white, orange or any other color,” he said. “He’s got two eyes, a nose and a mouth like anybody else. He’s smart. He talks well. And the guy is classy. I want to be a part of that.”

Interesting article, but there’s a little flaw in the first sentence. Ever the recovering teacher, I shot off a letter to the editor:

To the Editor:

Claire Messud’s article “Some Like It Cool” in your September 1, 2008 issue begins with the sentence, “Seven months ago, as he drove me the lengthy route from Vero Beach to the airport in West Miami Beach….” Huh? I live in the Miami area, and I can tell you that there is no such place as “West Miami Beach.” The only thing west of Miami Beach is Biscayne Bay — and there’s no airport there — and then Miami.

Perhaps Ms. Messud was referring to West Miami, which is in the general vicinity of Miami International Airport.

A little proof-reading (and checking of MapQuest) goes a long way.

Mustang Bobby

The Red Pen Avenger strikes again.