cruelty to IAs?
I’ve always thought that there are two types of librarian. They can be identifed (and sorted into a suitable category) by presenting them with the aftermath of a shelving disaster in a library (perhaps like the one in the Mummy). All the books are in a big heap on the floor. Are they sent in an outraged huff or quietly pleased? After all, a heap will need sorting out. Do they like order or like ordering?
I’m firmly in the later camp.
(perhaps why I keep blurring The Pleasure of Finding Things Out
Ok, so now imagine that the librarian only just gets time to do a bit of ineffectual sorting before another shelf is tipped over in Sisyphean style. And all the time people keep wandering in and trying to find books.
I think this may be an IA torture technique.
(sorry about the dodgy metaphors)