If this had occurred at the Oscars I'm betting it would have been handled with a sense of humor by the runner up––who incidentally, receives no prize at all. This puts me in mind of the very local story about the Devon Prep students who walked out of the awards ceremony because they were incorrectly listed as second place in some mock trial competition. Both exhibited extremely poor taste.
Nannette, excellent point concerning Bullough's poor taste in his petulant display of excessive storminess. Not sure of the exact number of books published in Wales in any given year; but, am willing to bet it's more than a mouthful.
What ever happened to the notion of "honour" for its own sake, for the fact his novel had received rare recognition? (Does this mean, for example, all those speeches about the thrillery of being a finalist amount to a heap o' beans?)
IMO, Bullough would do himself and his country a worldly good of service if he'd apologise for his knee-jerkoidalism, graciously acknowledge the quality of the winning entry; and, most importantly, accept the cash and make a rather less rash dash.
If this had occurred at the Oscars I'm betting it would have been handled with a sense of humor by the runner up––who incidentally, receives no prize at all. This puts me in mind of the very local story about the Devon Prep students who walked out of the awards ceremony because they were incorrectly listed as second place in some mock trial competition. Both exhibited extremely poor taste.
ReplyDeleteNannette, excellent point concerning Bullough's poor taste in his petulant display of excessive storminess. Not sure of the exact number of books published in Wales in any given year; but, am willing to bet it's more than a mouthful.
ReplyDeleteWhat ever happened to the notion of "honour" for its own sake, for the fact his novel had received rare recognition? (Does this mean, for example, all those speeches about the thrillery of being a finalist amount to a heap o' beans?)
IMO, Bullough would do himself and his country a worldly good of service if he'd apologise for his knee-jerkoidalism, graciously acknowledge the quality of the winning entry; and, most importantly, accept the cash and make a rather less rash dash.