The state of society is reflected in its art but just as the pollsters today are not so much reflecting but shaping opinion – see the recent NBC and CNN polls, shown to be rigged – so art and music can be used to shape opinion – see stark Stalinist dynamism on the Moscow Metro.
Despite a decade or so of unexpected popularity, at least among architects and planners, Brutalism went out of favor by the mid-’70s. Films such as “A Clockwork Orange” turned Brutalist masterpieces into symbols of future dystopia. Planning budgets were slashed, and the Brutalists lost their backers.
It was touched on by Tolkien at the end of the Lord of the Rings, when the intrepid band came home to see the big tree, that giver of shade and a meeting place, uprooted and thrown on the scrapheap. And the architecture was the same. Instead of indigenous homes, now there were stark barracks, administered with bureaucratic efficiency and swathes of new rules and laws.
There is a beauty to that starkness in that picture but I’m saying that because I’ve been damaged myself into thinking it’s beautiful. Many in the tech world might think it beautiful as well. It’s lightyears from, say, the beauty of a classic yacht:
It comes through in the copperplate handwriting of yesteryear:
And for those born in this new age, who recognize that something great has passed and who hanker after it, it’s not all lost, not yet – the forces of brutal evil have not yet tightened the screws, suppressed all beauty and imposed atonal horribilism, finally snuffing out the human spirit, which is the end game.
Some readers will recall the posts on atonalism in music and this passage:
The ugliness we see around us has been consciously fostered and organized in such a way, that a majority of the population is losing the cognitive ability to transmit to the next generation, the ideas and methods upon which our civilization was built.
The loss of that ability is the primary indicator of a Dark Age. And, a new Dark Age is exactly what we are in. In such situations, the record of history is unequivocal: either we create a Renaissance—a rebirth of the fundamental principles upon which civilization originated—or, our civilization dies.
And slightly more abstruse:
A creative act in art or science apprehends the truth of the physical universe, but it is not determined by that physical universe. By self-consciously concentrating the past in the present to effect the future, the creative act, properly defined, is as immortal as the soul which envisions the act.
This has fatal philosophical implications for Marxism, which rests entirely on the hypothesis that mental activity is determined by the social relations excreted by mankind’s production of its physical existence.
Still we don’t quite get to it until:
At the same time, new cultural forms must be found to increase the alienation of the population, in order for it to understand how truly alienated it is to live without socialism. “Do not build on the good old days, but on the bad new ones,” said Benjamin.
The proper direction in painting, therefore, is that taken by the late Van Gogh, who began to paint objects in disintegration, with the equivalent of a hashish-smoker’s eye that “loosens and entices things out of their familiar world.”
A person may fail to recognize it but we are in a war for civilization right now, a bitter fight to the death, reflected in a minor way in the attempts to overturn the people’s will in Brexit right at this moment, spearheaded by a communist. Most fitting. And a woolly-headed one as well.
Just how a communist came to be head of a major party like this, with a significant proportion of the population believing he will bring some sort of nirvana to them – that is highly indicative of our times.
And the rise of the brutal skirt-chaser Donald who is suddenly doing a Sydney Carton, doing a far, far better thing than he has ever done, is either a testament to the times or to God’s sense of humour … or both. For he recognizes what is going down the drain. You want pleasing aesthetics? Look at his daughter.
And everything goes together or as Dirk Gently said – the fundamental interconnectedness of all things. Have a look at this picture:
That is a woman charged with investigating Hillary Clinton. Wearing that lapel badge. That says everything about today.
And why do people fall away so? Well, it’s like Lyndie English at Abu Ghraib – it comes down from above that it’s quite OK to be bestial, to lose one’s humanity, to become a monster – Hillary’s had 30 years to do it and look at the wreck of a person beneath that pants suit.
There is a global cabal and not only are they attempting to wrest control of the world or rather add legitimacy, not unlike Blofeld in OHMSS, but they are characterized, not by high things, noble things like fine art and exquisite classical music … but by brutalism, by yahooism, by ISIS iconoclasty, hellbent on destroying all that is good.
It is that stark, because these are stark people we’re up against. We’re not up against the dashing officer in his regalia, shouting charge to his poor sods of troops, we are looking into the eyes of beasts now. Certainly beasts in Armani suits but still beasts – look into Tony Blair’s eyes.
We might be at the end of days, we might not. Despite my Christian world view, such as we were brought up with, I’m not so sure this is the end. Maybe it’s just a descent into a new Dark Age society will pull itself out of in three generations, long after we’ve gone.
I don’t know, nor do you, nor does anyone. What we do know though is that the forces of darkness are easily identified at this time and they must be opposed, even unto death. That’s how serious this is.
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