Perhaps a few hundred years ago we could read someone's work without knowing who they were. Now we are subject to the cult of the personality - and indeed, seek

Perhaps a few hundred years ago we could read someone's work without knowing who they were. Now we are subject to the cult of the personality - and indeed, seek it out. It's difficult to detach the work from its owner without consciously attempting to do so. (Having said that I was disappointed to read such public vitriol from RMS, surely he could have found a way to express the sentiment in a more creative manner).