You stand corrected — Or why, from today forward, my corrections to MSM will appear here first instead of (maybe) being published days/weeks later in newspapers and magazines.

This morning I checked the Wall Street Journal's (WSJ) Corrections on page 2 to see if they ran my correction of Daniel Henninger's misspelling of Jabba the Hutt as "Jabba the Hut" in his column this past Thursday. 

And not just in the body of his column but also in large print as a subhead (top). 

And to make sure we know they don't have a clue, they used the erroneous spelling in a picture caption along with the text (below).

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And don't tell me misspelling a fictional character's name doesn't matter. 

It most certainly does to anyone who loves "Star Wars" and there are plenty of us still kicking.

But I digress.

Maybe the WSJ will publish it next week but probably never.

Their problem from now on rather than mine, 'cause from this moment on it's on the record for anyone to see.

Tell me: If you were serious about becoming America's newspaper of record, as Rupert Murdoch keeps telling us is his goal, then wouldn't you be obsessive and fanatic about being correct and fix mistakes ASAP?

I sure would.

The time between a reader pointing out a mistake in bookofjoe to me and my correcting it can be measured in Charlottesville zeptoseconds (that's the Podunk town equivalent of a New York minute).

But I digressed again, didn't I?

Somewhere Matt is smiling.

Oops, there's number three — and I'm just getting started.

Below, my May 6, 2010 correction as submitted to the WSJ.

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Bonus: As soon as this goes up, I'm putting it on Twitter just to make it official.

joe, that doesn't make it "official."

Doh.

But there's no question it's on the record, WSJ acknowledgment or not.

Who thought this up, anyway?

It just occurred to me that Murdoch might sic his overpaid News Corp. lawyerbots on me for this seeming effrontery.

Don't go there, Rupert — you'll regret it.

My own Pittsburgh-based crack legal team is just itching for a fight.

Don't force me to turn them loose.