Thursday, August 24, 2006

The Death of Culture

It's not so much that arts and entertainment coverage is drying up or dying. It's that where once A&E coverage helped shape and direct culture, now, in search of that most elusive market - the reader - it now merely reflects it, as quickly and desperately as it can, lest it and its ever-younger followers move on so fast it leaves us behind, scrambling to asses yesterday’s hot thing. Something about this essay on Paris Hilton reads post-modern, another piece of tacit self-loathing that spends a few hundred words explaining why the ubiquitous heiress isn't worth writing about (yet demands to be written about all the same). But it's so depressing that there must be a real truth to what the writer is trying to express. We (and by "we" I mean a whole lot of people, though not me, specifically) love Paris because we hate ourselves so much she's what we wish we saw looking back at us in the mirror.

Wither culture. Wither America. Sigh.


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