June 27, 2014

Arbiter

Getting grumpy that other people like things you don't has always struck me as weird. Making that hang-up other people's problem by berating or seriously laying into people based on the the stuff they like is worse. Hey sure, vocally judging people for their tastes may well be context-appropriate if those tastes make them a big fan of something like "the concept of eugenics", but if you're making assumptions based on their pop-culture preferences, you're basically being a dick.

I've done it, you've done it, we all do it (gotta love the high of that laugh-scoring incisive remark) – but let's just at least own that we're being dicks when we do. And maybe try not to do it so much.

But you're just telling it how it is? Taking a bold approach in our overly PC age? The one uncompromising voice that's not afraid to ruffle some feathers? Railing against the disintegration of your preferred and superior "proper" art? Nah – you're just basically being a dick. 

Tell you what though, champ: you go ahead and create your ultimate list of like-worthy criteria, and I'll make sure that everyone else in the world carefully checks it every time they're considering taking pleasure in something.

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