Unwittingly started a discussion with my cleric's rant at k-punk. Eden reflects on a few of the points brought up and follow his links to even more vile stuff.
Cycled home trying to figure out why I find violence and unacceptable attitood OK in Ragga and HipHop, yet get all flustered about Bank Clerks making pentagrams and lighting candles. It's probably to do with my own background. Church everyday between the age of 7 and 18. I'll admit that music for me probably fills the gap left by religion. Not as a substitute faith, but as a superior practice. I DO admit the bleak and black (culture aspiring to depict the truth or evidencing gothic dread*) but have difficulty stomaching the wilfully perverse and the defilement of my (daft) foundational touchstones**. I did touch on what I believe is the primary tactic of "Industrial" Culture, the alchemaical detournement of sleaze, but often, and now I'm repeating myself, find that the practitioners, despite what they're saying, are more excited by rubbing society's nose in it's own excrement than making the world a better place.
Posted by Woebot at July 2, 2003 08:24 AM