Why don't Juddery et al. write something worth spending time with instead of wasting their time (and everyone else's) listing things they don't happen to like? This is not literary or even social criticism; this is grown-ups acting like kids in a schoolyard. You like Ashbery; I don't. You don't like Pynchon; I do. So's your old man. The irony is of course that their "anti-hype" is just more hype, only snarky and even uglier. Tell me what you love and why, and you'll be worth listening to. Arthur Maisel, NYC