{"id":3009,"date":"2010-09-06T18:56:50","date_gmt":"2010-09-06T22:56:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/?p=3009"},"modified":"2010-09-07T11:54:53","modified_gmt":"2010-09-07T15:54:53","slug":"british-library-a-murky-quagmire-of-impossibilities","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/2010\/09\/british-library-a-murky-quagmire-of-impossibilities\/","title":{"rendered":"British Library: A Murky Quagmire of Impossibilities"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>
\nI went to the British Library today to get a library card and begin research. In the two hours I spent there I acutely encountered \u00a0an English phenomenon that Professor Qualls has described. I suppose I would call it \u2018the run around.\u2019 It is a fairly backwards system in which nothing can be accessed directly or simplistically acquired. At every turn this system required another step or was made more complicated or forbade me from receiving normal library benefits. The miserable experience began when \u00a0I tried to get a library card. I had a passport sized photo and the letter from the University of East Anglia so one would think this process would be simple. And one would be wrong.
\nFirst, I had to fill out a list of the books that I would be getting out. Let\u2019s, you and I, reader and myself, take a moment to consider this task. Here I am, setting foot in this library for the first time. I plan on searching through the databases and selection of books to find something worthwhile for research. However, before<\/em> I have done so, I am obligated to say which books I will be using. While clearly I can just fudge a few names onto the page and say these are the ones I\u2019ll be using, the idea behind the request seems to only serve as an impediment to a process that should be quite simple.
\nSo I fudge the titles, finally get the card after a solid half hour of pure, cool, wasted life and head over to the Humanities section. From there, I\u2019m redirected down to a bag section where I wait in a queue in order to put my backpack in a closet. Why this section was not outside the area I was not allowed into with it remains a mystery. Moving on, I was told that certain books were being kept in Yorkshire and for that reason are only available to be ordered for forty-hours later, which is perfectly understandable. However, when I ordered my books not marked as being kept in Yorkshire, I received a figurative swift kick in the pants. To receive any book from anywhere in the library takes seventy minutes. For effect, I\u2019ll repeat that. Seventy minutes. Yes, that is for any book. Seventy minutes.
\nWhy couldn\u2019t I go up directly to someone working at the Library, ask them where the book was, and retrieve it in, say, 15 minutes? Perhaps because that would be too easy and too simple. Perhaps because the Brits are afraid of direct contact. Or perhaps it is because they take a sick pleasure in watching people go up and down escalators getting progressively more cranky and hungry! But I put that behind me, and said, well, I\u2019ll just wait the seventy minutes and take my requested book out and look at it tonight after dinner, because I was preposterously famished at this point, as I hadn\u2019t anticipated the hundred (70+30) minute process I would encounter before even looking at my first source. At this point, The British Library hit me one final time, delivering a knockout blow. I was informed that you cannot check books out. That\u2019s not a typo nor an exaggeration, folks, you really can\u2019t. I\u2019m not just yankin\u2019 the ol\u2019 chain there. So, in a huff, I left, vowing never to return.<\/p>\n

Until tomorrow when my books arrive.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I went to the British Library today to get a library card and begin research. In the two hours I spent there I acutely encountered \u00a0an English phenomenon that Professor Qualls has described. I suppose I would call it \u2018the run around.\u2019 It is a fairly backwards system in which nothing can be accessed directly […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":442,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[6690],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3009","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2010-michael"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3009","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/442"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3009"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3009\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3009"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3009"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/norwichhumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3009"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}