I know what my audience wants more of, even though nobody asked for it: more Rachel Zegler! But that’s not all! How about some Syd Barrett, after acid had eaten a hole through his head and his mind had fallen out of it? And while we’re at it, let’s add Charles Manson and his happy, ritual-sacrifice-performing family to the mix! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we will be discussing good artists gone bad: a Marxcissist, a maniac, and a murderer.
In the last podcast episode,1 I discussed the question of what makes us Human (in the context of what sets us apart from “artificial intelligence”), and I argued that one essentially human attribute is Man’s capacity for creating great art that captures, however imperfectly, some aspect of the Good, the True, and the Beautiful. My man G.K. Chesterton made a similar argument in The Everlasting Man (and of course he did it much better, though in the context of comparing Man to the beasts, rat…
