My buddy and I were in Harvard Square a few years back, and they were having a poetry reading outside near he Au bon Pain. We were waiting for someone, so we listened to a young girl recite her "poetry": (I have to paraphrase, because I don't remember exactly) "...and then he ****** me. He bent me over a table and ****** me again. And then...."
Heh, my buddy turned to me and said "Hey, check out these people!"
They were beatnik wanna-be types, and they were all nodding in approval, one young guy with a black turtleneck and a scruffy goatee was stroking his goatee and nodding in approval with narrowed eyes! We both fell out laughing, it was so ridiculous, it was like a parody...but it wasn't!
When I listened to this video of Yoko Ono that maceman posted at #5, I got the exact same impression from the people who thought it was "art".
I can’t believe people think that’s art! That moaning! A large cattle prod comes to mind. The kind Muldoon had in Jurassic Park. I can hear him now...”SHOOT HER, SHOOT HER”.