Haha his Velveeta charm. | I don't blame people for liking things, but they should have the balls to admit when they like bad things. I mean, I love cooking and I also love Velveeta. Big deal. It doesn't have to be a "thing."| Bad in what way? Isn't liking something finding some value in it? Or is it liking something that's clearly bad for you? Or bad as in 'low art' ... media that runs counter to all our higher ideals, appealing to our less than refined interests. Hmm yeah that is probably the best way about it, to like it while being aware how shit it is. That's a trouble of mine. I usually try to not like things that are clearly dumb and vulgar and sensational -- probably because it's hard to handle liking it! Also, good point about the musicality if slam poetry, and I think as soon as that less than stellar written experience becomes a performance, that's where the musicality comes in. I wonder then, in text sans performance, where's the music? I think it's interesting how it really is inaccessible to most. It's not obvious at all. Sometimes it seems to be hiding in more challenging works but still working deep underneath the surface.
Things that are of little value, including the vulgar and dumb. Anything that isn't seen as adding positively to our lives, be it nutritionally or in the sense of the artistic soul. You've grasped my thoughts on it: once we understand that something is pure poo, we can address it by doing things to manage the negative effects. So, eat Velveeta for one meal, eat wild greens the next and maybe walk the dog longer than usual. Plus, I think it's good to recognize these things so that one can manage one's own patterns of consumption, ones which may develop if we continue to only go with things we like because they are immediately pleasurable in a low value way.