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What Has Our Culture Lost In 1980 That The Avant-garde Had In 1890? Ebullience, Idealism, Confidence, The Belief That There Was Plenty Of Territory To Explore, And Above All The Sense That Art, In The Most Disinterested And Noble Way, Could Find The Necessary Metaphors By Which A Radically Changing Culture Could Be Explained To Its Inhabitants.

We Have Entered A Period Of Intolerance Which Combines, As It Sometimes Does In America, With A Sugary Taste For Euphemism. This Conjunction Fosters Events That Go Beyond The Wildest Dream Of Satire- If Satire Existed In America Anymore; Perhaps The Reason For Its Weakness Is That Reality Has Superseded It.

If You Like Your Soccer Cerebral, And The Triumph Ultimately To Be Wrung Out Of Staying Power, Milan Was The Place To Be. If You Love The Uncertainty Of Teams That Cannot Defend Yet Have The Courage To Attack, Attack, Attack, Then Seville Was Heaven... The Common Denominator Between The Victories Of Arsenal And Fenerbache? The Strength Of Mind, The Courage To Dare In Another Team's Domain, The Inner Belief That Is As Much A Part Of Sporting Success As The Skill A Fellow May Be Born With.

I Have Never Been Against New Art As Such; Some Of It Is Good, Much Is Crap, Most Is Somewhere In Between.

On The Whole, Money Does Artists Much More Good Than Harm. The Idea That One Benefits From Cold Water, Crusts And Debt Collectors Is Now Almost Extinct, Like Belief In The Reformatory Power Of Flogging.