| | I grew up pushed toward "art appreciation": trips to the museums, symphony memberships, piano lessons, reading (of course) novels and short stories more than poetry, but that, too. Not until Ayn Rand did I "get" it. Once I had a framework for conceptualization, it all fell into place for me.
The features and columns about "Bootleg Romanticism" and the "cultural depths at their heights" provided a standard for judgment. The Romantic Manifesto explained much more, of course.
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