A generation ago, the NEA were paying strippers to go out on stage and pour chocolate over themselves. I think about the only hiccup they felt they had was when one performer started throwing feces and blood at his audience. They still thought that *that* was “artistic”, but because nobody wanted to get feces and blood thrown on them, they “performed” before an empty theater.
The taxpayer money the NEA spends would likely be better spent giving the public free tours of “artistic” substandard abattoirs and city dumps.
Should have listened to Jesse Helms 30 years ago and Shut ‘Er Down.