Victor Infante gets his pompous on with this post about criticism.

I'll run just one more red light, then I'll write about other things for awhile besides internecine feuding with poets who, with all their current self-inflated Worthiness, likely won't be read in 300 years like, say, Shakespeare or Ben Jonson.

Yes, former Orange County poetry tastemaker Victor Infante is the poet who I renamed NAME OMITTED in an earlier post called NAME OMITTED and The Underbelly of Poetry:
http://poetry-arts-confidential.blogspot.com/2009/04/name-omitted-and-underbelly-of-poetry.html.

Here's Victor plumping for poetry eugenics, in his own charming (I kid, I kid) way:
http://ocvictor.livejournal.com/772896.html