Neuhart is at pains to point out that Ray, who was a painter, had neither design skills nor managerial ability and was more often than not an obstacle to the work. “She could derail a project meeting in five minutes by singling out and labouring over the most inconsequential detail,” writes Neuhart. When credit is deemed to be due, it comes as crushingly faint praise: Ray was good at picking colours, she was a mean flower arranger and boy could she throw an afternoon ice cream party. The picture is so unflattering you almost wonder whether the author has some personal score to settle.
I don’t want to believe this.
The next line in the article is, “As to how much of this character assassination is true, it’s difficult to say.” Character assassination is right. Ouch!
