Saturday 17 July 2010

Arts Funding

I don't know how to measure poverty in this country and as a child I can never remember true hunger. I remember not having toys as good as m neighbours. The electric was often off becase m dad spethis money on beer intead of bills. A wise choice it took me 35 years to fuly understand. just one example of why one should respect ones elders. It's choppy waters ahead as the collition wields the axe on spending in all areas. Which will remain standing without the stilts is a fascinating prospect. Without dropping too much in to politics, lets face it, no one else seems to be doing, least of all Clegg who has abandoned any semblance of self respect or morrality in his hunger for power and his choice to inhale he scent of Camerons underarm sweat in preference to anything more laborious. The Arts are going o sufer we keep hearing. Certainly welfare, the ill and poor are going to suffer but the Arts? Well what are the arts? The public funding of the arts always becomes problematic with everyone from opera fans to tate modern puritans. Looks like it's going to be survival of the best. I've never had any funding and I'm still managing to get by without getting a proper job. Perhaps it will sought the wheat from the chaff, less Gormleys cluttering our streets, fewer Kapour monuments. Exciting times ahead.

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