I don't have a category in my blog for art appreciation. That's because nobody, relatively speaking, appreciates art in American society. We consume creative products. It's a rather twisted set of affairs that I will investigate going forward.
My singular premise is this. We conservatives have overloaded the significance of politics and religion primarily because we have no expression in the art world which has been taken over even moreso than academia by relativists, subversives, and the Ironic Inquisition.
I have created the Ironic Inquisition as a foil to my earnest desire to elevate and protect the human soul by investing respect in the moral and intellectual capacity of the common man.
Of course I will try to be aware at all times of overproduction from my side of the equation. Since I am synthesizing a more or less conservative interpretation of the core values of Western Civilization I am often reductive. I recognize the extent to which, via Heidegger the reduction of complexity of life to a framework which is supported by a consistent set of principles negates the impulse toward discovery. While I recognize that 'life finds a way' by its inherent complexity and adaptability, I will nonetheless leave significant gaps in the discipline, building as it were a perfect castle, where rain gets in anyway.
With that caveat in mind, I am embarked on one project to create a mystery system (Allmuseri), and here at Cobb to investigate the influence and purposes of Art in contrast with the business of creative cultural production.
Hmm. Now who are the members at court of the Ironic Inquisition? I would suggest that one of the clown princes is Jon Stewart and his auxiliary Stephen Colbert. They are the amoral jesters who mock our society with only the capacity to injure and to send their audiences into paroxysms of snide laughter without engaging in them any significant emotions other than disgust and ridicule.
I am also particulary annoyed by the emergent class of 'reality' programming which invites us to make jest of other people's shortcomings and weaknesses. The great new offender in this genre is 'The Moment of Truth' whose aim is to demean people by putting to them in an ever more excruciating series of personal ethical questions. How could this begin to be entertaining if it involved men and women of strong character? Would you cheat on your wife? Of course not. What fun is that? Exactly. What a shameful exploitive exercise.
We in the Old School have our new enemies. They are the jesters of the Ironic Inquisition and disinterested doubt is their stock in trade. We will show their productions not to be as they claim, protected political speech or art, but sacrifices of human dignity and respect as burnt offerings and sacrifices to their god, Snark.