Monday, March 2, 2015
Rote Wrote Nowt Noo
The arts are unnecessary and should be aggressively hounded from the world.
It’s a message that always plays well whenever the chips are down and our backs are up.
Weird thing is, whether it’s making possible the closure of libraries and museums or promoting opportunities for inbreeding between all forms of arts-specific disincentives, it always seems to fall to the right rather than the left to butcher the arts beyond all shades of black and blue.
Five years on from the election of a divisive UK government (the euphemistically named “coalition”), the fruits of this strategy are apparent as a prune nailed to a twig.
Classrooms play host to fewer artistic pursuits, universities offer fewer creative courses, the cultural lives of ever more people now come bundled in jars with sealable lids (if they’re available in the store at all).
It’s true: painting will never save the world.
Nor will music, dancing, nor even writing.
(Actually, writing will, so get on it, people.)
But an absence of art and culture will most surely damn the world.
The hard-nosed and brown-nosed may be content to swim only in a sea of greed and consumerism, viewing art and culture merely as hobbies for the idle or therapy for broken souls who don’t play by the rules, and for the moment, their pared-down view of what works for all holds sway.
But if history teaches us anything it is this:
The evolution of art and culture is eternal.
Butchering the arts comes and goes in fits and starts.