Left, right, everywhere we’re surrounded by philistines.
On the left are the philistines who see everyone and everything through the lens of identity politics, who divide the world neatly into oppressor vs oppressed, who reduce literature to stories and perspectives, who do not believe in universal appeal and the test of time, who think that Shakespeare’s status as the greatest writer of all time is thanks to nothing but colonialism and “structures of power”. These are people who speak of relatability, as though we can only relate to characters with the same sex or skin colour. These are people who speak of relevance, as though only contemporary books can resonate with readers. These are people who associate classic books with “white supremacy” and replace them with contemporary books, as though other countries don’t have their own classic literature.
There are philistines who call for trigger warnings and sensitivity readers, who want to censor racist or otherwise offensive words, who think writers shouldn’t write about characters from a different community, who think novels should only be from the perspective of the victim rather than the perpetrator, who cannot distinguish the narrator from the author. There are also philistines who demand “moral purity” and “the right opinions”, who cannot separate the art from the artist. Related to such puritans are the philistines who think that a work of art with “an important message” is worthwhile and important.
On the right are the philistines who constantly say Western culture is under attack but cannot say which classical works they cherish and why, who bemoan modern architecture and praise Disney-style castles, who think representational art is the peak and Hitler is a better artist than Egon Schiele, who applaud vulgar and soulless works such as the sculptures of Luo Li Rong or Jago. These are people who lose their minds over the casting of a Shakespeare production, but neither read nor watch Shakespeare themselves. These are people who are incapable of looking at culture except through the lens of the culture war. These are people who affect to be living in the past but know next to nothing about it.
There are also conservative philistines who want books removed from schools—not only sexually explicit, borderline-pornographic books (which is understandable) but also serious literature such as The Bluest Eye, or important documents such as Anne Frank’s Diary.
And now, beyond politics, beyond the right and the left, are the philistines who happily cheer for “AI art”, who praise AI-generated videos not realising their emptiness and vulgarity, who draw (false) parallels between AI-generated images and photography, who think human beings are nothing but sophisticated machines, who believe AI can one day produce a Shakespeare or a Rembrandt, who have no idea what art is or why human beings engage with it, who dismiss others as reactionaries refusing to be with the times.
All these people have no idea what art is—they either attack art, or produce slop.
It’s infuriating.
I bumped into AI Tarkovsky today on Twitter. That was a new, and pointless, idea.
ReplyDeleteThat's so stupid.
DeleteCongratulations, you are enlightened. When we're young, ideology seems so attractive, if we grow and learn, we eventually learn it's no more than a football match for people who should probably know better. More than ever now, it's not even a system of belief, but an identity.
ReplyDeleteNo argument here. Visigoths at one gate and Vandals at another. I’ve said this before, but I keep wondering if evolution made a mistake when it picked primates to evolve into the planet’s superspecies. Primates are petty, warlike, envious and murderous and we’ve never evolved away from those features. Should have been whales or elephants that grew to dominate the world with their brains. Even dogs are more pleasant.
ReplyDeleteCraig,
ReplyDeleteWhen I saw your first sentence, I thought you were being sarcastic lol.
Michael,
Hahaha I like whales and elephants.
You know what, your comment makes me think you must reread Gulliver's Travels.