We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
That the Emperor wears no clothes seems one of the primary themes of our times. The diseducated appear to believe anything they are told by those they consider their opinion-makers. It remains to be seen when these financial bubbles will burst, but the material lauded so much and analysed so comprehensively in the linked article, is essentially worthless.
Anyone can like something beautiful, you fool. It takes a really talented and educated person to think highly of something ugly. It's the Princess and the Pea, applied to art.
Assistant Village Idiot
I'd have found another use for $110MM if I had $110MM, but I don't. So, you know, I applaud some other guy's freedom to spend his own $110MM according to whatever floats his boat. It would have annoyed me if it had been my tax dollars instead, because I smell virtue-signaling all over this kind of thing.
Still, either the bidder really gets something out of it, or he guesses it will appreciate in value, and I certainly couldn't predict with any confidence that he's wrong. Who knows what will catch the popular fantasy? It's not that different from songs hit the top of the charts that I don't care to listen to. At least I don't have to look at this while I'm grocery shopping!
Eh. The Reds always tried to take credit for dumb stuff we were doing to ourselves anyway. They did try to undermine our beliefs in beauty, truth, meaning, but this was long after we had started doing it ourselves. You might find this entertaining: "Why Art Became Ugly," by the philosopher Stephen Hicks.