And notes that:
I don’t think I’ve ever read a definition for art that wasn’t stupid. Generally speaking, when a person constructs a thought-machine of this kind, what they’re actually trying to do is determine what isn’t art. I have always been white trash, and will never cease to be so; what that means is that I was raised with an inherent distrust in the Hoity and a base and brutal urge to dismantle the Toity. This is sometimes termed anti-intellectualism, usually by intellectuals, when what it is in truth is an opposition to intellect for intellect’s sake.
I remember that when I was younger, I called myself an intellectual – until one of my friends gently told me that no, I was not. At the time, I was offended; I stopped being so years ago. Frankly, it’s much more interesting to be a nerd.