Through this post in blog_sociology, I found this post" in library_grrls, which in turn contains a link to this bit of a rant by Blaise Cronin, the Dean of the School of Library and Information Science at Indiana University. As one who has chosen to associate "blog" with the French word "blague" (see also the English borrowing), I am not entirely in disagreement with the sentiments expressed by esteemed professor, but I nevertheless find his piece to be a particularly entertaining (in the unintended-by-the-author way) example of the propensity of some too-sequestered academics to largely miss the point of something that is going on in the Big World. It is also a delightful example of that sententious, professorial literary style (the very style I so delight in parodying) which, when couching an argument with a weak back, presents to the knowledgeable reader an experience akin to seeing the self-important town busybody do a pratfall. Reading Dean Cronin's brief article brought me more happiness than it should have, perhaps, but then I've always been one who is easily amused. I often enjoy, for the same reasons, reading William Safire's overwrought complaints about things he doesn't understand.
By the way, Dean- borrowing "blague" is a much more effective tweak than is your heavy-handed "Bathetically Ludicrous Online Gibberish." You ought to have been reading my journal! And, Dude! Lose the Carson Kressley hairdo! You're too old for that!
Oh, dear. Morning again. A near-scorcher is predicted, too. Summer, I fear, prepares a full-frontal attack. The current hour may prove to be the most pleasant of the day. I shall close the windows and trap as much of it as I can, and then look forward to nightfall and its blessed relief. For now, some sleep.