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I strongly disagree. I believe that there is a steady rise of terrible art-not just literature but music, film, probably poetry and contemporary dance whatever the medium or form, more than ten or twenty years ago. I guess it rises exponentially with each passing day.
I mean 2000 years ago only the wealthy educated elite could get there hands on some papyrus to scrawl some theory or art let alone get it distributed to the public. I guess if you wrote/drew or performed something you thought was brilliant and your King/Queen/Pharoah did not like it, you and your family would be viciously murdered
The porn frescoes at Pompeii would now rightly be classified as 'valuable'.
if you wake up extra early every day and spend each second trying your hardest to make a pound note the law of probability dictates that sooner or later you will become rich.
I believe that there is a steady rise of terrible art-not just literature but music, film, probably poetry and contemporary dance
he is a mediocre American Rapper who has proved that you can basically be very rich and successful from repeating the phrase 'I fucked your bitch' and 'Swag' over and over again. /snip/ I have actually a lot of respect for the guy
I have no time for unrealistic left-wing Socialist/Communist theory as I believe it is elitism is disguise
I also refuse to believe that anyone can discount the fact that there is clearly now more of an abundance of just 'bad stuff' everywhere
You could make an argument here about how increasing corporatisation of the big Hollywood studios hampers the efforts of creatives to bring their vision intact to the screen. You could argue that the big two comics houses are so dependent on their primary assets that they trap them in aspic and churn out endless remakes and rehashes that never move the characters or their stories forward one bit. You could claim that syndicated network television and Friends have so dulled audience expectations that literally any old shit with pretty people snarking at each other can get a few seasons in at the expense of complex and moving psychological dramas about the human condition. You could suggest that the popularity of celebrity autobiographies and ghost-written children's books has led desperate publishers down a path of inexorably diminishing returns. But you're not making any of these arguments.