Thursday, March 1, 2018
The Sweet Taste of Validation
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
No Such Thing
To celebrate yet another "Banned Book Week" observance by biblioposers, we present this simple statement:
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A "BANNED BOOK" IN TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY AMERICA.
Those in charge of American libraries and commercial bookstores make acquisition decisions every day. Unless you believe that every rejection is somehow a "banning" of that title, you must accept the process as a normal part of institutional management. Now, "weeding" and selectively tossing out the printed legacy of mankind (which is also a normal part of contemporary library management) might be considered "banning," but those doing the tossing will never admit it.
How about a week for "banished books" instead? An appreciation for all those titles that were once preserved but are now being systematically trashed by their former caretakers.
Those in charge of American libraries and commercial bookstores make acquisition decisions every day. Unless you believe that every rejection is somehow a "banning" of that title, you must accept the process as a normal part of institutional management. Now, "weeding" and selectively tossing out the printed legacy of mankind (which is also a normal part of contemporary library management) might be considered "banning," but those doing the tossing will never admit it.
How about a week for "banished books" instead? An appreciation for all those titles that were once preserved but are now being systematically trashed by their former caretakers.
Friday, February 10, 2017
The Arrogance of Ignorance
It should be no surprise that millions of uneducated, boorish people have elected to the United States presidency a man who validates their ignorance and boorishness. After all, when one holds a world view that depends on snippets of information without any verification based on careful, reasoned thought, the leadership of a narcissistic fool whose own opinions come primarily from obsessive television viewing seems completely natural and just.
What makes this current situation so nefarious is its facilitation by Information Science, from the blathering bosh bloviated belligerently on Twitter, to the hand held toys millions of knuckle-dragging mouth breathers use to consume those utterances. Other than gaining a rudimentary skill at pushing buttons, the masses led astray by their demonic digital devices have little ability and less interest in delving into the subtleties of information validation. Merely owning the toy, and referring to it hundreds of times on any given day, gives them the illusion that their stupidity equals education.
And what, pray tell, are the Biblioposers doing to dissuade these misguided souls from their deluded debauchery? Rather than promote the reading of books and tout the advantages of critical thinking gained therefrom, those currently in charge of American libraries are working overtime to destroy their codex inventory and promote searching “tools” that would be easily comprehensible to a chimpanzee. The simple truth that has manifested itself in these dark times is that if you build a search tool for idiots, mostly idiots will use it, and their use will make them feel as if their crude misconceptions are as valid as those held by genuinely educated people.
What makes this current situation so nefarious is its facilitation by Information Science, from the blathering bosh bloviated belligerently on Twitter, to the hand held toys millions of knuckle-dragging mouth breathers use to consume those utterances. Other than gaining a rudimentary skill at pushing buttons, the masses led astray by their demonic digital devices have little ability and less interest in delving into the subtleties of information validation. Merely owning the toy, and referring to it hundreds of times on any given day, gives them the illusion that their stupidity equals education.
And what, pray tell, are the Biblioposers doing to dissuade these misguided souls from their deluded debauchery? Rather than promote the reading of books and tout the advantages of critical thinking gained therefrom, those currently in charge of American libraries are working overtime to destroy their codex inventory and promote searching “tools” that would be easily comprehensible to a chimpanzee. The simple truth that has manifested itself in these dark times is that if you build a search tool for idiots, mostly idiots will use it, and their use will make them feel as if their crude misconceptions are as valid as those held by genuinely educated people.
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Out With the Old, and Out With the New
Consider the case of Sydney, Australia; a beautiful city, renowned for its laid-back lifestyle, sparkling beaches, and a traffic jams that would try the patience of the Buddha himself. It wasn’t always that way. At the turn of the twentieth century Sydney was served by an efficient network of light rail routes, and electric trolleys plied the streets with regular schedules that allowed pedestrians to hitch a ride to their destinations with ease. After the introduction of the automobile, however, the light rail lines were slowly destroyed by city leaders who wrongfully figured light rail was extinct due to the popularity of cars. Now, choked with people and far more personal transport machines than any of its streets can handle, Sydney is spending billions to reestablish the tram lines they once discarded.
We could learn a lot from Sydney’s experience in prematurely declaring a device as obsolete. Throughout recorded history, mankind has been marking down the wisdom of its members on a series of analog media, such as a cave walls, clay tablets, papyrus scrolls, and sheets of parchment. In each case no one has advocated the destruction of the old format once the information was transferred to the new. After the introduction of printing in the fifteenth century, scholars were tripping over themselves as they collected handwritten manuscripts to allow for careful editing and widespread distribution, but somehow we cannot envision Aldus Manutius tossing a parchment copy of Ovid into the shredder once the printed volume was done.
But today is a different story. Never before (with the exception of recorded sound ) have we seen the wholesale destruction of an information format like that practiced by contemporary Information Scientists. Somehow their faith in zeros and ones has eclipsed their confidence in the printed word and their destruction of the codex is accelerating as more and more material becomes “digitized” and readers are directed to pay-per-view websites to find the text once physically available on the shelf. But someday, just like Sydney commuters, people may find that perhaps the old format was really the best, especially as they continue to shell out millions of dollars for libraries to rent the information they once owned.
Now pardon us as we go back to listening to a selection of music on our eight track tapes...
We could learn a lot from Sydney’s experience in prematurely declaring a device as obsolete. Throughout recorded history, mankind has been marking down the wisdom of its members on a series of analog media, such as a cave walls, clay tablets, papyrus scrolls, and sheets of parchment. In each case no one has advocated the destruction of the old format once the information was transferred to the new. After the introduction of printing in the fifteenth century, scholars were tripping over themselves as they collected handwritten manuscripts to allow for careful editing and widespread distribution, but somehow we cannot envision Aldus Manutius tossing a parchment copy of Ovid into the shredder once the printed volume was done.
But today is a different story. Never before (with the exception of recorded sound ) have we seen the wholesale destruction of an information format like that practiced by contemporary Information Scientists. Somehow their faith in zeros and ones has eclipsed their confidence in the printed word and their destruction of the codex is accelerating as more and more material becomes “digitized” and readers are directed to pay-per-view websites to find the text once physically available on the shelf. But someday, just like Sydney commuters, people may find that perhaps the old format was really the best, especially as they continue to shell out millions of dollars for libraries to rent the information they once owned.
Now pardon us as we go back to listening to a selection of music on our eight track tapes...
Friday, December 23, 2016
Look What You Did To That Librarian!
If you spend any time at all with librarians employed by American universities, you will eventually hear grudging admission that the professional literature for the "discipline" of Library Science is less intellectually robust than that produced for other realms of higher education study. Perhaps the reason rests with those who create it. Regardless if one considers the subject to be equal to other college disciplines, library science has the disadvantage of being written mostly by people who do not do not actually teach it.
After all, faculty librarians at American universities do not teach students who intend to become librarians. That job is exclusively given to the very limited professoriate of the forty-seven ALA accredited graduate schools in the United States. For this very small cohort only, one assumes a more direct correlation between publication and teaching (which, incidentally, is done within the same nine months that other faculty perform the very same duties). In other words, when considering beyond publishing the many differences between library school faculty and academic faculty librarians, you can summarize in just three words: June, July, and August.
Furthermore, at least fourteen of those forty-seven ALA accredited library schools have in recent years shed the offending word “library” from their titles, hoping that their curiously bookless students will continue to pony up the tuition dollars to prepare for a career curating zeros and ones rather than codex collections. Even Forbes magazine has pointed out the failure of this strategy by defining the MIS degree as one of the worst choices for any graduate school student. Nevertheless, the Information Scientists who serve on the faculty of these schools research all kinds of computer alchemy to fill professional journals and bedazzle their screen-hypnotized acolytes.
Insisting that one can now be a librarian while simultaneously having nothing to do with books has not transformed the profession as much as it has killed it. Again we insist, books belong in the archives. Let the Information Scientists have their screens, metadata, and slavish attachment to all things digital!
After all, faculty librarians at American universities do not teach students who intend to become librarians. That job is exclusively given to the very limited professoriate of the forty-seven ALA accredited graduate schools in the United States. For this very small cohort only, one assumes a more direct correlation between publication and teaching (which, incidentally, is done within the same nine months that other faculty perform the very same duties). In other words, when considering beyond publishing the many differences between library school faculty and academic faculty librarians, you can summarize in just three words: June, July, and August.
Furthermore, at least fourteen of those forty-seven ALA accredited library schools have in recent years shed the offending word “library” from their titles, hoping that their curiously bookless students will continue to pony up the tuition dollars to prepare for a career curating zeros and ones rather than codex collections. Even Forbes magazine has pointed out the failure of this strategy by defining the MIS degree as one of the worst choices for any graduate school student. Nevertheless, the Information Scientists who serve on the faculty of these schools research all kinds of computer alchemy to fill professional journals and bedazzle their screen-hypnotized acolytes.
Insisting that one can now be a librarian while simultaneously having nothing to do with books has not transformed the profession as much as it has killed it. Again we insist, books belong in the archives. Let the Information Scientists have their screens, metadata, and slavish attachment to all things digital!
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Slackjawed Subservience
In any given place where Americans gather, in the lecture hall, the restaurant, or even just the street, you will notice them furiously punch their thumbs at the addicting plaything resting in their hands. This drubbing of digits for digital diversion is definitely dumbing down the denizens of democracy. One need look no further than the current election cycle in the United States for evidence that a steady stream of misspelled 140 character broadsides of tripe have allowed the rise of the rule of idiocracy. Reducing political discourse to a level of bumper-sticker sloganeering has resulted in a man of proven incompetence, bigotry, and bloviated boorishness to be seriously in danger of gaining the highest office in the land. (These lines are being composed just two days before the election.)
At True Archives, we believe that Information Science has aided this phenomenon of foolishness by destroying the learning and memorization capacity of our citizens. Never far from their precious electronic devices, slackjawed users whose abilities to read, navigate, or even socially engage are entirely dependent on their handheld computers lend a cruel twist to the very old democratic idea that any idiot is qualified to govern. Their “smart phones” have validated their vacuousness, and woe to anyone perceived as possibly possessing a portion of prudent perspicacity. As writer Isaac Asimov has observed:
There is a cult of ignorance in the United States, and there has always been. The strain of anti-intellectualism has been a constant thread winding its way through our political and cultural life, nurtured by the false notion that democracy means that 'my ignorance is just as good as your knowledge.
All our country ever needed for the Jacksonian celebration of the “common man” and the corresponding triumph of ignorance was the invention of devices tailor made to destroy our brains. Even the overt knavery of the service providers, whose fees and charges are reminiscent of pushers exploiting their addicts, will never stem the growing ranks of those who mistakenly believe that knowing how to ask a question equals actually knowing the answer. Like drug-addled drones, they will pay ANYTHING to keep the electrons flowing.
At True Archives, we believe that Information Science has aided this phenomenon of foolishness by destroying the learning and memorization capacity of our citizens. Never far from their precious electronic devices, slackjawed users whose abilities to read, navigate, or even socially engage are entirely dependent on their handheld computers lend a cruel twist to the very old democratic idea that any idiot is qualified to govern. Their “smart phones” have validated their vacuousness, and woe to anyone perceived as possibly possessing a portion of prudent perspicacity. As writer Isaac Asimov has observed:
All our country ever needed for the Jacksonian celebration of the “common man” and the corresponding triumph of ignorance was the invention of devices tailor made to destroy our brains. Even the overt knavery of the service providers, whose fees and charges are reminiscent of pushers exploiting their addicts, will never stem the growing ranks of those who mistakenly believe that knowing how to ask a question equals actually knowing the answer. Like drug-addled drones, they will pay ANYTHING to keep the electrons flowing.
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Invasion?
Many people are pointing to the current presidential race as proof positive that American stupidity has reached new heights, and they could be right. Here at True Archives, though, we know that the seeds of senselessness were planted about thirty years ago by the Information Scientists and their nefarious henchmen, the Biblioposers. You may recall the halcyon days prior to the digitization of everything where a search for information involved consultation with printed indices and actual human beings. Now, content with nothing more than a Google search and a Wikipedia answer, the newly illiterate citizenry can devote their shrinking attention spans to reality television shows and brief, misspelled broadsides clumsily tapped out with their thumbs and exchanged within the confines of a 120 character limitation.
What accompanies this alarming trend of mental flaccidity is the abandonment of a once noble profession. Forget the Donna Reed flash-forward portrayal of the timid librarian in the film Its A Wonderful Life, real librarians were true bibliophiles who knew the contents of the resources they recommended. They prided themselves in protecting their books as much as they did sharing them, and woe to those who abused that sharing. The beloved character on Seinfeld, Mr. Bookman, knew how to deal with punks who forgot to bring back their checkouts, and reference personnel answered actual questions beyond the building's schedule of the next pilates class. Alas, these savvy savants of sagacity and sharpness have been replaced. They are still there; they even look like the people who used to manage the gates of a shrinking inventory of print, but they replicants. Librarians have replaced by Information Scientists.
What accompanies this alarming trend of mental flaccidity is the abandonment of a once noble profession. Forget the Donna Reed flash-forward portrayal of the timid librarian in the film Its A Wonderful Life, real librarians were true bibliophiles who knew the contents of the resources they recommended. They prided themselves in protecting their books as much as they did sharing them, and woe to those who abused that sharing. The beloved character on Seinfeld, Mr. Bookman, knew how to deal with punks who forgot to bring back their checkouts, and reference personnel answered actual questions beyond the building's schedule of the next pilates class. Alas, these savvy savants of sagacity and sharpness have been replaced. They are still there; they even look like the people who used to manage the gates of a shrinking inventory of print, but they replicants. Librarians have replaced by Information Scientists.
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
Bait and Switch
Once again the Biblioposers celebrate their annual recognition of a thing that does not exist: the banned book. We have all heard this tired story over and over again; libraries are the courageous defenders of your right to read whatever you want by standing up to bullies who would remove selected codex titles from their shelves. This tired and dated bit of nonsense keeps getting trotted out to the unsuspecting public who might actually believe that somehow they would be denied the leisure to read The Catcher in the Rye if the mighty librarian does not intervene.
The problem with this fable is twofold. First, in this age where any text, from the vile to the sublime, is no more than a mouse click away, the notion that an idea can be effectively suppressed by simply removing a copy of a book is laughably absurd. Second, in this age where Information Scientists are destroying books faster than any fascist regime of the past, posing as protectors of print is the pinnacle of perfidy.
A red herring is something that distracts from an important issue, and Banned Book Week smells very much like smoked Boston scrod to the staff at True Archives. The real threat to reading comes from libraries themselves, which are transitioning from book warehouses to community centers, internet cafes, and petting zoos. Of course the Biblioposer will embrace the book when it suits his purpose; the Devil quotes scripture in a similar fashion. However, one cannot jettison print while simultaneously assuming the role of its preserver. Once again we opine that the place for books is in the archive, not the “library.” Once within the protected confines of the archive, the codex will never be “banned” by the systematic disposal it currently suffers under the custodial care of the Information Scientists.
The problem with this fable is twofold. First, in this age where any text, from the vile to the sublime, is no more than a mouse click away, the notion that an idea can be effectively suppressed by simply removing a copy of a book is laughably absurd. Second, in this age where Information Scientists are destroying books faster than any fascist regime of the past, posing as protectors of print is the pinnacle of perfidy.
A red herring is something that distracts from an important issue, and Banned Book Week smells very much like smoked Boston scrod to the staff at True Archives. The real threat to reading comes from libraries themselves, which are transitioning from book warehouses to community centers, internet cafes, and petting zoos. Of course the Biblioposer will embrace the book when it suits his purpose; the Devil quotes scripture in a similar fashion. However, one cannot jettison print while simultaneously assuming the role of its preserver. Once again we opine that the place for books is in the archive, not the “library.” Once within the protected confines of the archive, the codex will never be “banned” by the systematic disposal it currently suffers under the custodial care of the Information Scientists.
Thursday, August 25, 2016
The Analog Past, the Digital Present, and the Future of Institutions
So many institutions have fallen by the wayside since the turn of the twentieth century, and perhaps even more during the early years of the twenty-first. Fraternal orders come to mind. At one point in our history gentlemen and gentlewomen of good cheer would seek each other out to form lodges where the better angels of their nature could be continually encouraged, but they only flourished at a time when there were less distractions such as television and the internet. Libraries, too, when confined to their traditional role as the custodians of the codex, enjoyed a steady yet orderly flow of clientele dedicated to deep reading and quiet contemplation. In those innocent times both Lodges and Libraries were seen as a positive influence on citizens, reinforcing the tendencies of humans interested in self improvement. It is a different story today. Now it appears youth is only interested in "selfies" and "improvement" they seek is merely an impressive number of "likes" indicated within online social media profiles. Neither fraternal nor learning institutions seem as relevant when fellowship can be established, and understanding confirmed, by the ability to connect with any self-validating group, be it ever so vile or sublime.
We know now that not every invention has been a step forward for mankind; one need look no further than the atomic bomb for a more obvious example. Perhaps it is time to reconsider this digital world the Information Scientists have created that those millennials will inherit.
We know now that not every invention has been a step forward for mankind; one need look no further than the atomic bomb for a more obvious example. Perhaps it is time to reconsider this digital world the Information Scientists have created that those millennials will inherit.
Friday, July 29, 2016
God Bless Scrooge McDuck!
In these times, when a wealthy, orange-complexioned man with a haystack on his head dominates the news, it is truly difficult to sing the praises of society’s one percent that owns ninety percent of our collective wealth. However, that is precisely what we intend to do in this brief essay.
The simple fact is that if it were not for the wealthy who have collected and hoarded books throughout history, there would be none in public repositories. Think about it. All those rich guys (and admittedly, those of modest means as well) who scoured the book stalls and shops in search of printed treasure became the saviors of civilization as they added to their personal troves. But, like all living things, these bibliophiles eventually shuffled off their mortal coils and a decision needed to be made on the private libraries they left behind. Sometimes dispersed, sometimes lost, but sometimes established as a public or semi-public repository for the enjoyment of all. In this sense, they are much like those doctors or lawyers who purchase historic buildings for restoration and repurposing. They temporarily assume stewardship over a material treasure which oftentimes benefits all of us.
The danger today, of course, comes from the threat of Information Scientists. Scorning the collecting habits of collectors they consider little more than eccentric cat ladies, those in charge of our libraries today no longer even WANT these inherited artifacts. This is why public libraries have become little more than internet cafes that sell off donated books during increasingly frequent book sales. Biblioposers who pretend to be the custodians of mankind’s printed legacy continue to slip volumes from their own stacks into the mix as well, insuring the remaining collection available to the public erodes into a pile of dog-eared paperback laundromat romances.
At True Archives we salute the one percenters whose passion for books drives them to collect. This “Gentle Madness” so eloquently described by Nicholas Basbanes in his book of the same title should be encouraged and celebrated. It is these happy few that will save the heritage of our planet (along with archivists) now that we can no longer trust libraries to do so.
The simple fact is that if it were not for the wealthy who have collected and hoarded books throughout history, there would be none in public repositories. Think about it. All those rich guys (and admittedly, those of modest means as well) who scoured the book stalls and shops in search of printed treasure became the saviors of civilization as they added to their personal troves. But, like all living things, these bibliophiles eventually shuffled off their mortal coils and a decision needed to be made on the private libraries they left behind. Sometimes dispersed, sometimes lost, but sometimes established as a public or semi-public repository for the enjoyment of all. In this sense, they are much like those doctors or lawyers who purchase historic buildings for restoration and repurposing. They temporarily assume stewardship over a material treasure which oftentimes benefits all of us.
The danger today, of course, comes from the threat of Information Scientists. Scorning the collecting habits of collectors they consider little more than eccentric cat ladies, those in charge of our libraries today no longer even WANT these inherited artifacts. This is why public libraries have become little more than internet cafes that sell off donated books during increasingly frequent book sales. Biblioposers who pretend to be the custodians of mankind’s printed legacy continue to slip volumes from their own stacks into the mix as well, insuring the remaining collection available to the public erodes into a pile of dog-eared paperback laundromat romances.
At True Archives we salute the one percenters whose passion for books drives them to collect. This “Gentle Madness” so eloquently described by Nicholas Basbanes in his book of the same title should be encouraged and celebrated. It is these happy few that will save the heritage of our planet (along with archivists) now that we can no longer trust libraries to do so.
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