The so-called “intellectual elites” praise Serrano’s work and call it “art,” and then everyone wonders why a troubled young man can stand in front of a small crowd at a coffee shop in Bend Oregon for Open Mic Night and stab himself to death while the audience cheers the “performance art.” Only too late did they realize that they were actually witnessing a suicide. “Intellectualism” is in a very sad state, indeed.
Good.