miércoles, mayo 28, 2008

Is the critic done for?

'But there's also this: the writing isn't valued anymore, and not only because there's a certain amount (not much) of decent writing to be had on the net, for free. Interesting expository writing, the kind that only a few writers can write, the kind that takes a retained high school education to read and understand, is just not considered of value in our culture. By evolution or design (I'd vote for the latter), we're much stupider now than we were 40 or 80 years ago, a simple fact that can be proven to any fool by a comparison between 1968 and today, by way of the two eras' political speech rhetoric, song lyrics, movie content, fiction bestsellers, primetime TV programming, magazine syntax, school curricula, so on and so on. If we as a culture couldn't find the interest and patience for, say, A.J. Leibling or H.L. Mencken or George Santayana or Rebecca West or Bertrand Russell or George Orwell — and, if they were writing today, no interest or patience would be expended upon them at all — then paying talented writers a staff wage nowadays makes no practical sense. Writers who can hit that middle ground, the one without demanding subclauses or allusions, etc., are a dime a dozen, and do not need to be kept on retainer. If writing in America is a matter for the common denominatorship, then we're all freelancers, and we'd better face up to it.'

Michael Atkinson: porque los criticos no deberian darse mucha importancia...y los bloggers tampoco.

2 comentarios:

Angst dijo...

si los libros no importan
si los otros no importan
si tú si yo no importan
si la dicha no importa
si la vida no importa.



imagina qué importancia pueden darle algunos bloggers al blog, al sumidero...

Angst dijo...

el nihilismo es calentito. méteme un dedo en la oreja, lo merezco.

xx

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