“Art” as humanity used to know it is pretty much dead, at least in any community of people who call themselves “artists” anymore.
This was from a, for lack of a better term, “art event” in Powderhorn Park over the weekend:
Ignore the stupid sled.
Look, rather, at the audience. What do you see?
Inevitably, they are smug, corn-fed, entitled, white progressive members of the laptop class and the non-profit/industrial complex – no doubt from “Urban Life” theme parks like Marcy Holmes or Merriam Park, larping it up as “art fans” in Powderhorn, the part of Minneapolis that smug progressives go to when they want to be “down with the neighborhood” (before they scamper back home to where all the barristas and short order brunch technicians have to commute to from Fridley and Brooklyn Center).
The MPD has condemned the display – which, I’m sure, is causing all sorts of nasal snorking over lattes this morning.
And why not? It’s not their stores being cleaned out (none of them as any concept of the free market more involved than a coffee shop), not their cars being jacked (does anyone actually steal electric cars?), not them waking up to bullet holes in their siding.
Here’s hoping every last one of these cretins needs a cop sometime soon.
Who knows? Sometimes even Progressives can learn something.
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