And what's wrong with the postmodern?

The cynical disciples of the postmodern, wielding their ironic, razor-sharp wits, are the clever barnacles encrusted to the hulls of modernity's sinking ship. These zombified yucksters feel that the sarcasm, cynicism, and deconstruction are the only acceptable artistic statements. Their fashionable preoccupation with meaningless kitsch is proved by their devotion to "Survivor" and "Friends." They are cold fish whose transparent, "(con)textualized" lives have no room for human emotion or human feeling. Worse than this, the postmodern program is dreadfully boring.

"Derridada": Who Fucking Cares?

Think about the last time you traded snide remarks about the end of history at a cocktail party. Wouldn't you rather have been talking about how you wept when Ralph Maccio died in The Outsiders?

 

Pony Boy accepts Johnny's human love.

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