Nobody Cares, Zogo

Every community in any discipline has its share of politics, cliques and obnoxious narcissists, and every community has people that feel like all their problems are someone else's fault. They imagine that if only "The Man" would stop being so unfair, then all things would fall perfectly into place and life would be easy. You know what they say though; Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity. Grain of salt: For every person loudly proclaiming their self-appointed authority and demanding attention and praise, there are a dozen better-qualified and more accomplished individuals who just don't care about being in the spotlight. And for every brilliant artist who has to work day job just to stay afloat, there are a hundred untalented, unremarkable self-labeled artists, who will just-as-fervently clamor for the same level of respect and support. The fastest way to kill the legitimate voices is to add a thousand others crying wolf. And since genuine critique is practically taboo in San Diego, no one calls bullshit. Kinsee isn't an art critic, she's an event promoter. Zogo isn't an artists' champion, she's a narcissist who needs a hobby. San Diego artists aren't victims of any conspiracy, just victims of a culture that could care less about excellence in art, and institutions that systematically favor the rich and well-connected. That's just the world. Everybody take a Xanax. Reader, if you care about local artists, stop reporting on just the parties and cat-fighting for the arts section and run a consistent column that's real art critique and discussion. Or change nothing. We'll just keep on doing what we do.
— November 5, 2015 11:53 a.m.

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