At the end of some articles the New Yorker used to fill up the extra space in the column with embarrassing or otherwise interesting corrections. Today I came across one myself, in The Bookseller:
"In the Memoirs section of our Fall Announcements issue (June 23), we incorrectly stated that author Charles M. Blow murdered a cousin who molested him when he was a child. Blow considered murdering the cousin, but did not commit the crime."
Ooops.
