"I try to live by a code of manners and decorum that sets my little chunk of the world somewhere on the gentility scale between, say, a Henry James novel and a Judd Apatow movie. But I also try to create art—which has nothing to do with decorum or manners, everything to do with brutal truth telling in whatever language you need. Art has to map out the entire city of life, not just its palaces and cathedrals, but its gutters, alleys, carnivals and cheapjack malls as well.
This is a website about our culture, right? At moments—like when Iowahawk tears up the joint or this RevoLucian guy practices a non-governmental Bale-out—it actually commits acts of culture itself. To which I say: Huzzah–or some word to that effect. Those of us who believe in the arts—whether in the form of South Park or the cantatas of Bach—believe that it’s the truth that ultimately sets us free.
What you do with your freedom—how you choose to behave and speak and treat your neighbor: dude, that is entirely up to you."
-- Andrew Klavan, fighting the conservative language battle this blog has championed from Day One, but doing it on Big Hollywood.
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