You know, I love librarians. I really love librarians. I love librarians when they crusade not to be stereotyped as librarians. I love librarians when they’re just doing those magic things that librarians do. I love librarians when they’re the only person in a ghost town looking after thousands of books. I love the ALA and am proud to be on one of their posters.
On the other hand, I feel the love diminishing a tad when I read an article by the president-elect of the ALA, and find myself unable to decide whether it’s mostly that a) he’s simply a very, very bad writer, or b) he lacks any skills of a diplomatic nature, or it’s just c) he really believes that statements like “Given the quality of the writing in the blogs I have seen, I doubt that many of the Blog People are in the habit of sustained reading of complex texts” are somehow going to disabuse people who keep blogs, journals and such from believing or repeating the calumny that “Michael Gorman is an idiot” (someone apparently said this on a blog, he tells us, expecting us to feel an outrage on his behalf I somehow wasn’t able to muster).
Indeed. Did I mention how much I liked his American Gods?