I have to apologize for recent passive-aggressive blogs, tweets, and Facebook posts referencing “GRAMMAR.” I stopped logging in to my LiveJournal account a long time ago, and I am fully aware that at 26-nearly-27, being emo is becoming of no one. I started this post before the middle of December. Hopefully the rest of it is sound in tense.
I’ve been reviewing a book that was graciously sent to me, and I haven’t been able to take it seriously since page ix. (Page 1 of the Preface.)
I’m a little bummed about this. I had originally set aside all this time to finish the book right after Thanksgiving, but as I trudged along, it just became easier and easier to get distracted by How I Met Your Mother on On Demand, the December arrival of Giant Robot, and tea. I was initially excited because this is basically a business book that is specific to my industry, and as one who regularly avoids business reading, I took it as a sign from above that this offer for a free copy of Barry Libert’s Social Nation was meant to fall into my hands. Here was Business Reading, at my door, with a bouquet of roses hidden behind his back, and it would be rude and naive of me to turn him away.
So I said yes, I would love to read a professional’s take on this ever-now and interesting industry. Maybe Business Reading and I can spit some game, learn a thing or two about each other, drink some tea.
The stain on Business Reading’s shirt.
So Social Nation comes in and I’m all stoked. I read the subtitle, How to harness the power of Social Media to attract customers, motivate employees, & grow your business, breeze through the jacket blurbs, and crack open the hardcover spine.
And there it is. Page ix. First page of the Preface:
They talk about the number of tenured faciulty, their research grants, and almost everything except the community of students and their interactions.
Faciulty. First page of the book, quoting Libert’s wife Ellen, then the dean of students at Harvard Dental School, and “i” finds a way to come in and fuck things up for “faculty’s” first scene in Social Nation.
Wow, oops, okay. This is hard for me to ignore because a large portion of my attention every day is applied to catching typos and making my company look like we come from educated backgrounds. Typo on the first page? Ow, that hurts. Must turn a cheek, Mayka. Business Reading may just be nervous. Ignore the stain on the shirt.
After quickly circling “faciulty,” I keep reading. But then the third page of the Preface (xi, for those of you testing your Roman numerals) comes up, and so does a random double space within a sentence, the sudden introduction of serial commas where AP Style was favored before, and then the impolite ordering of “me and my siblings” instead of “my siblings and me.” Ballpoint Pen goes flying again. Continue reading »
