I find it disconcerting, to say the least, to think that in a genuine Age of Enlightenment a very large portion of the human heritage of art of all types would no longer have any appeal because the theme of so much of it is surmounting (or succumbing to) struggle. Goodbye Shakespeare, goodbye Wagner, goodbye Van Gogh, goodbye Homer, goodbye Hemingway, goodbye Swan Lake, goodbye Rachmaninoff, goodbye Picasso...
--- In [email protected], "Ravi Yogi" <raviyogi@...> wrote: > > An excellent point Jim, I don't read any fiction either, in fact no > books at all for a long time now - though I occasionally watch movies on > cable, mostly comedy or romance, but I totally agree on your observation > here. > I find most fiction involves an unhappy or imperfect situation, either > personal or social, and a lack of fulfillment of the characters until > the external situation is resolved which I find highly unpalatable and > quite silly. Unless I was a Curtis, Turq, MZ or even Bob who I'm sure > love fiction for the sake of fiction, because its their forte, hobby > and/or a strong like. I'm sure I would have no problem reading a book on > astrology, ayurveda and any other interesting topic that I like. > --- In [email protected], "whynotnow7" <whynotnow7@> > wrote: > > > > > > Then I reached a point where I saw that for me, certain assumptions > needed to be made about reality in order to appreciate > > fiction. Since I could no longer make such assumptions, I stopped > reading fiction. > > >
