From the text side of the universe, the only thing I can think of as wretchedly gag-worthy is Ayn Rand. Or, as I like to call her, Ayn Rant -- The Duchess of Ipse Dixit. (There are actually departments that specialize in this fatuous twaddle -- UT Austen, if I recall correctly. Pretty ironic, given that Austen is like the bluest city in Texas.) And even she would not take kindly to be aligned with the Christian Dominionists. (Or maybe she would, as long as they publicly adored her "genius.")
Should fix that quote, though: "Painter of Lite." Gawd, what hideous, saccharine, 4th rate excrement.
Okay, how weird is this? Just yesterday, I wrote something with the term "ipse dixit" in it, and let's face it--that's not a term one runs across while perusing the Reader's Digest.
My favorite Ayn Rant trivia is that she died on the very welfare she spent her lifetime decrying. Also, that Alan Greenspan was her most devoted disciple.
I suspect her most devoted disciples are InCels living in their mommies' basements and screaming for more Red Bull.
I've actually read her drivel beyond just her execrable fiction, so I consider myself to possess a well considered evaluation of her merits. Or I would, if she had any merits.
Thomas Kinkade? "Christian Banksy?" Yeah, and people wonder why I'm an atheist, eh? What a f*****g hypocrite.
"He’s what happens when you let a teenager get knocked up in the bathroom of a Chick-fil-A." Yeah, he's also what happens if Jeff Koons and Marjorie Taylor Greene had a secret love child. Can you even imagine what sort of twisted "art" that sad spawn of Satan would produce?
As for God being his art agent, even though I don't believe in God, if She existed, I'd expect She'd have better taste than Kinkade's "brand."
"inside Rockwell paintings" -- Even Rockwell had his protest paintings. https://i.ytimg.com/vi/r8T2x8UZlxc/maxresdefault.jpg
From the text side of the universe, the only thing I can think of as wretchedly gag-worthy is Ayn Rand. Or, as I like to call her, Ayn Rant -- The Duchess of Ipse Dixit. (There are actually departments that specialize in this fatuous twaddle -- UT Austen, if I recall correctly. Pretty ironic, given that Austen is like the bluest city in Texas.) And even she would not take kindly to be aligned with the Christian Dominionists. (Or maybe she would, as long as they publicly adored her "genius.")
Should fix that quote, though: "Painter of Lite." Gawd, what hideous, saccharine, 4th rate excrement.
I had not seen that painting before, BTW, and it is powerful.
He had a few. https://kentakepage.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/The-Problem-We-All-Must-Live-With-Norman-Rockwell.jpg
Okay, how weird is this? Just yesterday, I wrote something with the term "ipse dixit" in it, and let's face it--that's not a term one runs across while perusing the Reader's Digest.
My favorite Ayn Rant trivia is that she died on the very welfare she spent her lifetime decrying. Also, that Alan Greenspan was her most devoted disciple.
I suspect her most devoted disciples are InCels living in their mommies' basements and screaming for more Red Bull.
I've actually read her drivel beyond just her execrable fiction, so I consider myself to possess a well considered evaluation of her merits. Or I would, if she had any merits.
Thomas Kinkade? "Christian Banksy?" Yeah, and people wonder why I'm an atheist, eh? What a f*****g hypocrite.
"He’s what happens when you let a teenager get knocked up in the bathroom of a Chick-fil-A." Yeah, he's also what happens if Jeff Koons and Marjorie Taylor Greene had a secret love child. Can you even imagine what sort of twisted "art" that sad spawn of Satan would produce?
As for God being his art agent, even though I don't believe in God, if She existed, I'd expect She'd have better taste than Kinkade's "brand."