The problem with hero worship is that everyone, including one’s heroes, is basically phony. I don’t see how anyone can’t or won’t recognize that.
Category: judgments
I am not interested in the hillbilly/ white trash aspect or strain of flarf. It might make me laugh sometimes, but I am basically not interested in it. It doesn’t even sound exotic to me.
I think that flarf in many senses has devolved from its initial Schwitters-ish/ Hugo Ball-esque, Tourette’s-y sonic impulsion. Everything has to devolve. But that makes me a little sad.
I’m as guilty of using “plain statement” in a poem as anyone.