I agree with all of this, but I really don't want to. Makes me really pessimistic about our dwindling abilities to view things in their own context rather than through a series of imperfect filters. It was bad enough when the input chain went: artwork -> cultural context -> eyeball/earhole/mouth -> subjective interpretation of input -> "here's what I experienced and here's what I think." (Pretty sure I left out a few steps, but the general idea stands). I mean, it was hard enough for the world to come to terms with Moby Dick or "Rite of Spring," right? With today's information blitz, we've added a hell of a lot of layers of subjective gauze to that chain. Makes it that much harder to get to the core of the thing, actually identify the good. Speaking of, only read the first four installments so far, but damn, I like that story. But how much of that enjoyment is colored by interaction with the author, huh? This is going to start driving me crazy.