I was dismayed this weekend, when I heard some doofus on an otherwise reputable TV news show report that Philip Seymour Hoffman was found dead “with an alleged syringe” still stuck in his arm. I wondered if the result would have been any more fatal if the syringe had been confirmed to be, in fact, a syringe.
Last week, the local radio station reported the arrest of two men who had “committed several alleged break-ins” in the area. I guess it was hard to tell if they actually broke in or if they simply entered without permission before stealing everything in sight.
I was hoping to take a few deep breaths and not be such a curmudgeon about this egregious misuse of language. In an effort to get over my pique, I decided to just spend my Sunday watching the Superbowl. I figured I’d just lose myself in the spectacle of it all.
But it turned out that the game played was only allegedly football.