With the fore-mentioned humor post about disliking humor, let me bring up Mr. James Lileks.
He had a little web page once apon a time called “the gallery of regrettable food.” It was kinda funny. He basically made fun of old pictures from 60’s – 70’s cookbooks. It was cute. He had a nice retro-design style, and I chuckled at his turn of phrase. He’s a decent writer.
Then he had to start adding content and started getting mean. He started showing serious perspective problems with his critique of the culinary and matters of taste. It was no longer fun spirited humor. It turned into mean-spirited, mock-an-aesthetic humor. His turn of phrase and humor could not hide his sadness or depression. He ceased to be funny (for me).
I just started to dislike the guy after really digging him. I stopped reading him sometime in 2000 I think, or maybe earlier. This was when the gallery of regrettable food had just started to reach into making fun of 60’s design because… um… because it was 60’s design, I guess. His aesthetics became concrete.
When the book came out,
So what do I find out today looking on a blog type aggregator? (yes I was perusing right-wing aggregator sites swimming the forbidden warm waters of schadenfreude.) lileks.com blog. Surely, not the same James Lileks? Yes. Surely.
He’s a wacko right-wing crazy loon. INSANE single-minded cannot-face-reality loon. I’m talking Orson Scott Card nuts.
Trust yet gut. I can’t stand James Lileks AND he’s a worthless fool. The concrete aesthetics just falls into place. He’s an authoritarian. No wonder.