I’m imagining the phone conversation that led to this correction.
“Good morning, this is the New York Ti—”
“FLUTTERSHY? You wrote that I think of FLUTTERSHY to cheer myself up?! Why don’t you also put it in the paper that I’m nine years old and that my hobbies are collecting cuddles and drawing bunnies, you incompetent jackass. FLUTTERSHY!? There had damn well BETTER be a correction noting my affinity for Twilight Sparkle or I’m going to ram a lawsuit so far up your ass that you will VOMIT RAINBOWS.”
“….got it.”
*click*
(Edit: To be clear, I am not making fun of the person who called in the correction. I would’ve called in the correction, too. I’m making fun of the New York Times—and also, to a lesser extent—Fluttershy.)