An artistic stance which mocks and rejects commoditization becomes desirable and fashionable. Proponents of such stances become legitimized, are offered positions, jobs, opportunities within a community which belches with pleasure during post-engorgement detumescence, during each brief respite from its perpetually ridiculous self-ingestion.
We sit around yellow formica tables picking the bones of our magazines, festivals, and performances; licking the grease from our grinning quivering lips.
[San Francisco