PREMISE #1

I know artists and writers those latter-day Lorenzos ought to be supporting—if they knew what's good for them, and for their posterity.

But they mostly don't. So they whip out the checkbooks for Harvard, for Yale, for Princeton, for "peace studies" and for "art" that isn't art, and for teachers of literature who do not teach literature but rather about the ethnic, racial, and religious background of authors, and so on.

Usurpers.

The preceding words of Hugh Fitzgerald, as idealized by Gabriel Thy rock. Ask anyone.