The Arts Have Been Burnt
In a Firestorm of the Left's Making
While the whole world witnesses the destructive effect of certificated incompetents and nihilistic ideologues, probably for the first time in such stunning technicolor, I saw its analogy happen fifty or more years ago when the Left destroyed the arts. Perhaps you did, as well, but you don’t know it.
Witness where the arts are today: A basket-case of insane hacks pretending they know and they can WHEN THEY KNOW NOTHING AND CAN’T ACHIEVE the ultimate goal of Art which only the aesthetic genius who has trained for a lifetime can know and achieve. But they insist they must be praised for their ugly falsehoods, with which they confront human beings in their awful productions — for they despise humankind and never have a syllable of uplift for them, who need it most.
The Left’s heinous theorists, the darlings of the worshippers of their perverse blackness in which they share a common bond of negation, blamed the best and the most competent for made-up thought crimes never committed, soiled their great works which they themselves envied and could never achieve; spit on their graves and tossed away their masterpieces; and destroyed the centuries old tradition of Beauty and Truth worshipfulness in the minds of the children under their care. For they despise, at the fount of their hatred for all mankind, Beauty, and they deny even the existence of Truth, which denial is their only principle of their miserable existence on this planet. Analogously, now, we see its firestorm in yet another sphere, may God and America help their victims, for it should be obvious now to all that they have spread everywhere the poisonous fruit of their absolute zero negation of Life, readily apparent.
It is certainly less clear to most people, especially to the college educated, how the arts of today are, have been for 50 years and more, thoroughly in the strangling hands of anti-civilizational, regressive and illiberal hacks, who are just as envious and just as incompetent as any merit-less DEI-appointed Fire Chief. though they couch their self-righteous glibness in ironically reversible language.
Look at the garbage works Leftist anti-ideology have littered upon their battlefield against Beauty and Truth: on the stage, in film, in music, in painting, sculpture, architecture, poetry and literature. Talentless hacks! “Painters” who can’t draw, have never learned perspective and who vomit paint willy-nilly in the anti-museums of major cities ; “singers” without any vocal talent and certainly no training who holler and scream; “composers” who devote themselves to intentional sounds of the worst ugliness they can get an instrument to make, intending meaninglessness; “poets” who can’t compose even the simplest of rhythmic forms or rhyme even make cogent sense of simple language; “theatrical writers” who haven’t the ability to compose a sentence, no less a “play,” except routine profanity and childish sentiment unbefitting the great writers of our language’s past; famous American stage “actors” with no talent, no skills, no presence and no shame.
And now, of course, they have reached their claws of harm to grasp the neck and shake the torso of Science, which was always, until they got their hands on the “teaching” thereof, a bastion of rationalism, of evidentiary discovery, based upon the extraordinary value of knowing what is true by the means of the intellectual compass, called scientific inquiry, or, “scientur.”
And 100s of millions of unthinking people are loving it (or at least think they are, not knowing what else is out there)! The sickness Leftist ideation has engendered has poisoned generations. I see it all over the place, as rife as dengue fever in the Congo — as soon as you see it, if you haven’t already and I’m sure some of readers know exactly what I mean, you will never unsee it. But it’s coming to a close, praise God! As Musk said on X, the Woke virus is dead. Well, long live the King, the new King!
I will be writing extensively on this topic over the next few years. We must rebuild and we will.
Right on target. Superbly reasoned and the righteous indignation is a tonic and inspirational.
Great thoughts here. I recently saw a video of some "performance art" in which a guy stacked some buckets of sand and waited for them to fall over. Once they fell, there was a pause, and then the audience started clapping, like, "oh, that was the art!" It was appalling in its banality, and the audience was composed entirely of sheep.