I've worked with some first-class prima donnas in my day, but this guy has them all beat:
One of Britain's leading restaurant critics has been left red faced after an obscene 1,000-word email rant he sent to his editors emerged on the internet.
Their crime? Changing a single word in one of his reviews.
Giles Coren, son of the humourist Alan Coren, was angry that his phrase “where to go for a nosh” had been replaced with “where to go for nosh”, with the penultimate word removed.
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“There is no length issue. This is someone thinking:
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I think the difference is sorta like "going to the head" and "getting head".
If you're going for a nosh, it's nutritional. If you're going for nosh, it's, uh, "recreational".
A good editor is a pearl of great price; he makes you look better than you are.
A clumsy editor turns you into a lout, an idiot, a liar, and a fool. I never wrote a 1000-word rant to one, but....
Leo:
With those f**** words deleted, I could f***** SWEAR you've been watching Chef Gordon Ramsay on f**** BBC America, yes?
;)
B.G.
So this reminds me of the fight about JFK's 'Ich bin ein Berliner" speech which progressives from Wikipedia-land and Snopes declare to be perfectly gramatical German.
Many writers over the years have declared that proper grammer would have been "Ich bin Berliner" and that the addition of the article "ein" turned the meaning. Germans, it seems, have a jellied donut pastry called a Berliner.
Sorta like the difference between "I am Danish" and "I am a Danish".
Victor Borge told audiences that Lyndon Johnson had declared him a great Dane.
But in this case, it's a little different. It's as if the newspaper took a picture of women who hooked rag rugs, selling them to benefit the church and ran a big headline announcing that the preacher's wife was the leader of a group of hookers.