Why I'm Glad I Don't Contribute to "the Arts"
Having never contributed to "the Arts," except for the fees I've paid entering museums, I let out a sigh of relief when I read about the Whitney Museum's new location in downtown NYC. You can read about it HERE, as well as see a photo of the the gargantuan modernist structure that will house The Whitney.
For those of you who enjoy "modern" art, it look as if this 500,000 square foot fancy warehouse will attract more of it than has ever been assembled in one place. To emphasize what they'll be gearing up for in the future, we read:
The one saving grace about such "art" (sorry, can't help the "quotes" here) is its accurate depiction of a disjointed and perverse modern culture and society. Imagine how disorienting it would be if the typical narcissistic, self-appointed, ignorant, and generally immoral elites who run these institutions of depravity promoted actual beautiful art. You would be deceived into believing they were sane, educated, upright citizens interested in the common good. Art would serve as a convenient hide-away, a kind of secret bunker, to which they could point and from which they could claim that they weren't really all that degenerate. Thankfully their tastes in art do reflect their hatred of the True, the Good, and the Beautiful. Fortunately their aggressive efforts in promoting the alternately uninteresting, disturbing, and sometimes offensive products of similarly twisted minds and souls do accurately reflect what they believe and espouse. It allows the "remnant" who still appreciate real art, who long for and work for a better world, to steel themselves against the onslaught of stupidity, perversity, and sometimes outright filth that these purveyors of "modern art" inflict on the unsuspecting.
Besides, in an economy that challenges so many of us to come up with money to pay the bills and try to squeeze out occasional moments of pure, healthy enjoyment without plummeting ourselves into the dark pit of over-indebtedness, why waste money on "the Arts" as conceived and promoted by these folks?
In other words, I don't think I'll be going to the new Whitney museum.
For those of you who enjoy "modern" art, it look as if this 500,000 square foot fancy warehouse will attract more of it than has ever been assembled in one place. To emphasize what they'll be gearing up for in the future, we read:
...the Whitney’s anything-goes attitude matches the creative ambitions of contemporary artists. “Taking art out of the frame,” she said. “Today, it’s all about that.”My condolences to those of you who enjoyed the Whitney's intimate space on the Upper East Side. Even greater condolences to you who spend precious moments of your relatively short time in this world with the works of so-called "artists" who produce works of "anything-goes."
The one saving grace about such "art" (sorry, can't help the "quotes" here) is its accurate depiction of a disjointed and perverse modern culture and society. Imagine how disorienting it would be if the typical narcissistic, self-appointed, ignorant, and generally immoral elites who run these institutions of depravity promoted actual beautiful art. You would be deceived into believing they were sane, educated, upright citizens interested in the common good. Art would serve as a convenient hide-away, a kind of secret bunker, to which they could point and from which they could claim that they weren't really all that degenerate. Thankfully their tastes in art do reflect their hatred of the True, the Good, and the Beautiful. Fortunately their aggressive efforts in promoting the alternately uninteresting, disturbing, and sometimes offensive products of similarly twisted minds and souls do accurately reflect what they believe and espouse. It allows the "remnant" who still appreciate real art, who long for and work for a better world, to steel themselves against the onslaught of stupidity, perversity, and sometimes outright filth that these purveyors of "modern art" inflict on the unsuspecting.
Besides, in an economy that challenges so many of us to come up with money to pay the bills and try to squeeze out occasional moments of pure, healthy enjoyment without plummeting ourselves into the dark pit of over-indebtedness, why waste money on "the Arts" as conceived and promoted by these folks?
In other words, I don't think I'll be going to the new Whitney museum.
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