I was forced to confront mine at the Topsfield Fair last month.
I was wandering around the fruits & vegetables barn, nonchalantly examining the prize-winning tomatoes and the best-in-show eggplant, when I stopped to read a little blurb set up next to the cabage (their spelling, not mine). The text listed some of the health benefits of cabage, including its ability to help prevent prostrate cancer.
Really, Topsfield Fair people? Really?
I really wish I had a nickel for every time I’ve seen the phrase “prostrate cancer.” I could buy Mars. Just for the record, once and for all, it’s prostate cancer. It’s not prostrate cancer. There’s no such thing as prostrate cancer, nor has anyone ever had a problem with an enlarged prostrate.
To be prostrate means to be stretched out with face on the ground in adoration or submission. The prostate is a male gland that secretes an alkaline, viscous fluid.
And if you’re a guy who can’t figure out the difference between prostate and prostrate, you’re in for quite a shock during your next physical.
By Steve Boudreault