Writers and other artists once believed in the ideals of Truth and Beauty. We get from writers today Lies and Ugliness; either the zombie vampire nonsense of popular novelists, or the nonstop intellectual lies of cronyistic postmodernists.
Jonathan Lethem, Miranda July, Daniel Handler-- naked emperors who parade their corruption and phoniness. Integrity, character, and truth are concepts without meaning to them. Does it get any worse?
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