Our arts editor Brian Miller has been doing his job for a loooong time. And because his work calls for him being critical of people's art, he's amassed a laundry list of folks who think he is either a dick, an idiot, a hack, a tyrant, or all of the above. It comes with the territory. But sometimes a reader writes a truly inspirational hate letter. And sometimes it even includes the correct term for a group of crows.
I don't know who you were in the press that came to the DAE tour/talk but I can imagine you were the one mugging a bit of a gum shoe look, glancing nervously at your watch and at the ceiling and everywhere except directing your attention to the person speaking in the room. Maybe not. It's just a job, doesn't mean you have to seem interested or even cordial. We are all workers.
Criticism is work even if it's not seen as such by many. Maybe those people don't know what goes into it. But when I read a critique like the one you wrote, my respect for critics falls significantly.
Why write such poison? You're obviously not a fan and that's fine. However, you come to the table with something bordering on loathing. You show your cards as such.
I'm not writing on behalf of the DAE but as an individual and I think your criticism is irrelevant because it is so obviously subjective and biased. I'm the kind of person who doesn't give a fig if I get accolades from on high. I don't mind burning bridges or getting into unpleasant altercations. All I expect is for folks to be fair. Your criticism isn't fair, Brian.
Feel free to slag me in the future but just be fair about it, okay? Someday, a murder of crows will attack your head in broad daylight, pecking your scalp and eyes in front of all your colleagues and people will shake their heads and say, 'well, c'mon he pretty much had that coming.'
Let's repeat that last line just for good measure:
Someday, a murder of crows will attack your head in broad daylight, pecking your scalp and eyes in front of all your colleagues and people will shake their heads and say, 'well, c'mon he pretty much had that coming.'
Miller e-mails his response to me as such:
Um . . . All that bile in response to a favorable review? We look forward to reading your response to an actual pan.
Don't worry Bri, we'll do our best to keep your scalp and eyes crow-free.