Your author tells himself and you that he is a brave autarkeian artist

baaaa …

Is it true?

Unrelated …

Michael Moorcock was right a long time ago, except that it’s not just fantasy, high or low.

It’s most of mass culture, quite possibly including your favorite movie, song, and TV show, that is ultimately designed to function as a lullaby, and so most of what we end up ingesting, laughing or crying by turns, is a lie that comforts.

Which might be fine to a point.

But past that point, the toxicity of the lies becomes more corrosive than any amount of comfort we take from them can justify.

Out there they become the blinding matrix.