Washington Post art critic Blake Gopnik emailed yesterday to say he was the victim of a drive-by Twitter post. Somebody’s impersonating him in the department of Tweet Tweet.
I saw the item about his Twitter post on MAN. Note Tyler Green’s question mark, which I ignored:
Look who’s Twittering?
Washington Post art critic Blake Gopnik? Here’s a sample — and one which manages to miss many points at once: “I, for one, won’t miss the Rose Art Museum. It was always a second-rate collection in a city full of first-rate art.”
I responded with this post, unfortunately titled, A Washington Post twit on Twitter, which includes:
A man who tosses off irresponsible one-liners but builds paragraphs into essays with the reliable if unexciting skill of a bricklayer is not best served by Twitter. All his worst faults are on view, his best suppressed.
Gopnik, who says the offending item was not by him, wrote me:
I thought you might like to know that I have never Twittered, and am not even signed onto the service as a user. Someone is impersonating me. I am surprised that you didn’t suspect such a thing. The Twitterer’s voice and opinions are clearly not mine, and many of the issues addressed are not ones that I have ever expressed an interest in. I am even more surprised that, as a professional journalist, you didn’t take the basic step of calling or emailing me to fact-check this.
He’s right. Somebody went to a lot of trouble to set him up. I should have spent a small fraction of that time checking it out before responding.
Lenny Campello says
Ha!
I called it! I KNEW it wasn’t Blake!
See: http://dcartnews.blogspot.com/2009/03/copyright-infringement-cthulhu-knows.html
Lenny
Lenny Campello says
BTW Regina,
The mark of a good person with solid cojones is one who apologizes when a mistake is made.
That’s why you’re not only a good journalist but also a good person.
Patricia says
I am sorry but Blake Gopnik makes so many egregious statements, written and spoken, in his capacity as the critic for the Washington Post that it is understandable that you believed the twitter ascribed to him.
Today, in the Post (April 9), his opening sentence made my jaw drop and made me want to make a voodoo doll with him in mind. “I wouldn’t want to choose between baseball and fine art: They both show off our glorious human talent for taking pleasure, and finding meaning, in perfectly useless activities.” Can he be traded to another team?