But here’s my argument: Jeremy Tinder should feel bad because he made a bad comic book.
He should feel good if he made a good comic, and bad if he made a bad one.
By this logic, should Abhay Khosla should feel bad because he wrote a bad review? Not “bad review” in the sense that it’s a review of a book he thinks is bad, but “bad review” in the sense that it starts with six paragraphs of self-congratulation for writing a bad review in that sense, then hides about two grafs’ worth of actual critique among hyperbolic invective, gibberish, more self-congratulation about daring to buck the critical consensus, and swipes at other critics?
Not for me to say. Just like Abhay, I don’t wanna be the bad guy here. And hey, those two grafs were pretty cogent…but what else was it that Abhay said?
If you have a pet dog, and the dog shits on your carpet, you don’t give it steak sandwich. Why? Because you don’t want dogshit all over your carpets. Ipso facto. Quo vadis.
Oh, right.