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When I first started reading on my Kindle with some regularity, I would assiduously report typos and formatting issues via the “report content error” option you can get via highlighting a word (other options include looking up the word in a dictionary, which is handy indeed). When you tattletale on a misspelled word, you get the canned response “A customer support specialist will look into this error. You will be able to view the status on your profile page on the next time this device synchronizes with Amazon.”

LIES. My profile page indicates that I have submitted 45 corrections since last June, and not a single one has had its status move beyond “submitted.” I’m guessing “report content error” is just one of those feel-good buttons. I did find a funny mistake, though, and thought I would share it with you since Amazon is ignoring my calls. From the Kindle edition of Paul Theroux’s Ghost Train to the Eastern Star:

“all [Zarathustra] taught was understanding the earthly elements, the turn of the year, the one God. And three simples rules to live by: good thoughts, good words, good deeds. Also a belief in the purifying nature of ire, which was central to the faith and a symbol of the Almighty.”

FIRE, you heathens.


Roger Sutton About Roger Sutton

Roger Sutton has been the editor in chief of The Horn Book, Inc, since 1996. He was previously editor of The Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books and a children's and young adult librarian. He received his M.A. in library science from the University of Chicago in 1982 and a B.A. from Pitzer College in 1978. Follow him on Twitter: @RogerReads.



  1. Katie Bircher Katie Bircher says:

    I dunno, ire can be pretty purifying.

  2. and “three simples rules”? shouldn’t that be “threes simples rules”?

  3. Ask Noah: he knows a lot about the ire of the Almighty!

  4. Roger Sutton Roger Sutton says:

    that was MY mistake. I knew I would make one.

  5. Every time I hear the word “ire” I think of this little poem I heard on Fibber McGee and Molly.

    The boy sat on the burning deck
    Mending a pair of socks.
    He lost his ire when the thread caught fire
    Hot darn!

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