And Robert D. McFadden packed a smorgasbord of savory detail into the first sentence of a renowned and beloved actor’s obituary: “James Earl Jones, a stuttering farm child who became a voice of rolling thunder as one of America’s most versatile actors in a stage, film and television career that plumbed race relations, Shakespeare’s rhapsodic tragedies and the faceless menace of Darth Vader, died on Monday at his home in Dutchess County, N.Y.”
I think she’s the one behind some of the weird clickbait online; “Put a marble in your jar of peanutbutter, here’s why."