Most art operates by dialog with the environment it's created in, it's generally a social activity where a work attempts to make some sort of point or is a reaction to trends either within the medium or to the culture more generally. This makes appreciation of art more than a purely subjective matter of preference. Sure, for any piece of art you can find someone that will appreciate it, but I don't think anyone takes "artistic value" to mean someone likes it. People love the Harry Potter books, they can be fun and entertaining, but even serious fans typically don't hold it up as high art because it offers no real commentary or insight, it doesn't particularly provoke any deeper thought than the literal progression of the plot, it's simple escapism.
By contrast many of the works we consider to be very artistically valuable are not particularly fun to experience. Kafka is a great example of a writer whose prose is dense and oppressive, a lot of people don't enjoy it, but his work is considered valuable because it taps into a real cultural anxiety. While people might argue whether or not a given work does actually give some kind of meaningful insight, it's not a mere matter of opinion or preference. You might not like a given work, but there's a fact to the matter of whether it has something to say or not.
Just like the truest art, my posts are not meant for others but to stand defiantly on their own. I am the absurd hero of shitposting, I see and embrace the futility of trying to have a serious conversation with child like intellects but I take up that impossible task anyway. Not for your benefit, but for mine. Also stimulants.
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Just like the truest art, my posts are not meant for others but to stand defiantly on their own. I am the absurd hero of shitposting, I see and embrace the futility of trying to have a serious conversation with child like intellects but I take up that impossible task anyway. Not for your benefit, but for mine. Also stimulants.
I literally pictured you sitting behind your computer writing this, with your head tilted ever so slightly up in disgust and the words coming out of your keyboard with a sneer.