

I think art should err on the side of experimental, or even questionable. It’s subjective. Just because I don’t like it, or you don’t like it, doesn’t mean it no longer qualifies as “art.”
When, though, does “art” cross a line? Can it? This has been a debate for nearly as long as art has existed, so I don’t really have an answer. Perhaps it resembles art itself and must, therefore, remain subjective as well.
Good luck holding that in mind after reading this…
From The College Fix:
A group of Princeton University students performed a feminist musical over the weekend focused on abortion and “self-empowerment.”
“To All the Babies I’ve Killed Before; A Love/Hate Letter to Storytelling” explores “the challenges of being heard and cultivating self-empowerment as a queer, cognitively-disabled (ADHD) woman in artistic spaces that traditionally center archaic, western, patriarchal narratives grounded in firm structures of storytelling and comedy,” according to a program description.
The production, written by Princeton senior Jenni Lawson, debuted on Friday and Saturday in the school’s Lewis Center for the Arts.
The title “twists a well-known saying to many writers, ‘sometimes you have to kill your babies,’” according to the thespians.
“Questions of agency and womanhood have, of course, long plagued our society in more ways than just artistic expression,” the description reads. “Today, in the U.S., more than 19 million women live in contraceptive deserts, lacking access to affordable reproductive healthcare, and legislative proposals across many states threaten to exacerbate this disparity even further.”
The description directs readers to a Planned Parenthood website to find local abortion facilities in New Jersey.
An Instagram account created specifically for the musical has now been made private.
Princeton has a history of promoting abortion as an institution, and its current student health insurance plan funds “elective” abortions.
Cool. Now do a pro-life version…
I don’t really care what your beliefs on abortion are. It doesn’t really matter to me that someone’s written a play about how aspiring actresses have to sacrifice their future families on the altar of fame and fortune if they’re to have a chance of achieving stardom. If that doesn’t weigh on their conscience, then good for them, and if that’s the kind of entertainment you want to spend your money on, then be my guest.
It’s the riots that would almost certainly ensue if the inverse were to occur that really gets under my skin. Can you imagine someone putting on a play about the glories of being a stay-at-home mother in a monogamous relationship who cooks, cleans, goes to church, and… likes it? Yeah… me neither.
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I don’t know much about art, or women of the female gender for that matter, but I do know what I like. I like it when a woman – o look a squirrel.
Now for a short adventure in mansplaining, because, well because I are one that is why.
As China has shown, safe, elective, and rare abortions can very easily transform to the forced murder of any extraneous babies. Then we have Canada, which started as the voluntary euthanasia of the unwanted to the soon to be forced termination of the unproductive who have used up their carbon credits.
We will not win this battle until we take back the schools, from preschool through graduate colleges, and purge them of the woke hive mind. We as voters and our elected legislatures control of these entities funding and we need to demand changes or no money. Our kids have been trained for years that the woke religion is the only moral path. In a very short few years they will be the mass majority of voters and elected officials pushing to exclude and then to exterminate those they deem as a threat.
It’s just another example of all the hypocritical stances of the Radical Left, that Art can’t be censored unless it’s Art the Left doesn’t like.
Another “art” leftists hate with the fury of a billion suns is, President Trump’s book, “The ART Of The Deal”.