I stand by every word of that. It's a dirty idea these days that anything is simply better than anything else because every choice and opinion is validated by one insane hive mind or another. In a thin skinned culture of customisation and echo chambers, it's inconceivable for your identity or belief system to be challenged by a higher authority. Cognitive dissonance, endorphin uber alles. The death of truth. The growth of anti-vax, flat Earth and ComiCon. In a devolved civilisation where pop culture is held up as the highest artistic achievement and phatic recognition justifies the existence of any creative endeavour, it's important to let people know that they are basic waste, troglodyte scum, so suffocated by the intellectual and spiritual ground zero of nerd culture that they believe the Blade Trilogy to be a transcendental experience, that the musical episode of Buffy is a subversive call to arms. If artistic endeavour is to retain any value in this irreversible slide towards cultural mulch, it is important that one person says, no, we have forgotten the old Gods: Raphael's Ascension, Michaelangelo's Sistine Chapel and Darius 2.