It is hard not to see that the conditions in which an entity like ‘Immersive Van Gogh’ thrives are the same as those that devalue and exploit the labor of living artists.
On some level I know the system is designed to break me down, but I feel guilty because I am good at letting it.
How much importance is seemly to place on our work and friends? How big a feeling are we allowed to feel for things that are not global calamities, or men?
If many voters had emptied their minds of reason and empathy, had these spiritual tourists not done the same?