Where does the critic get off?
putting himself above, making judgments
taking others' art and push, shoving it into
boxes where he (pronoun yours) so
eloquently, ignorantly knows
a challenge. I
do not put myself above. A critic
does not look down from above
on art. A critic looks not down,
And for some reason thinks what
he (pronoun mine, in my case) sees
to have an opinion
on this. And that. And
everything else. Which he does,
which he is - allowed. To express,
and not just to have. What makes critics
so special? What makes them have say? Well, they say
and that's that.
There's no badges or hats
or helmets or guns required,
and you won't be sworn in (but
be prepared to be sworn at!). People
don't like a person with an opinion. Well,
people afraid of their own opinion, don't.
So. There's that. But - you're perfectly
allowed to dismiss criticism as a form of literature!
Which it is - quite equal in rank
and epic ancient classic dialectics,
and tragic or comic romances,
Criticism, the form - is
Art. And it stands
to reason that you can like, or
dislike the form, and say so. You are
quite entitled to your own accounting for tastes. And you do
dismiss, with distaste,
- and say so.
what does that make you? Well,
a critic. For one. And
a hypocrite (two). To
answer the original question:
in your face.