And so it appears that Americas pinnacle, her greatest achievements, are not arts and letters at all, not the daubing of various pigments on canvas, nor the pecking on typewriters by apes until art is achieved, but indeed, the Teknological Artes!
The discoveries of our Natural Philosophers and the productions of their machines. The creator of the camera becomes more than the equal of the greatest painter, the inventor of the recording device more talented than the greatest musician because they can capture all that god has wrought and present it flawlessly to the manufacturer who creates not a single paltry masterpiece but millions upon millions of perfect images and recordings.


Good coffee, good weed, and time on my hands...