I confess I take perverse delight as a theologian in the controversies surrounding postmodernism.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Postmodernism is among other things a sick joke at the expense of revolutionary avant-gardism.
From my perspective, 'postmodernism' merely names an interesting set of developments in the social order that is based on the presumption that God does not matter.
I spent four years doing a doctorate in postmodern American literature. I can recognize it when I see it.
The hell to be endured hereafter, of which theology tells, is no worse than the hell we make for ourselves in this world by habitually fashioned our characters in the wrong way.
Can postmodernism hold the perpetrators of genocide accountable?
In the end, postmodern art is obscene not because it is offensive, but because it is boring.
The tantalizing discomfort of perplexity is what inspires otherwise ordinary men and women to extraordinary feats of ingenuity and creativity; nothing quite focuses the mind like dissonant details awaiting harmonious resolution.
If there is a special Hell for writers it would be in the forced contemplation of their own works.
I've purposely stayed away from reading much about postmodern theory, and most everything I have read just bored me to tears. I don't think anybody's written about it, or very few have, with any verve.
Critic's delight: scolding the Mighty Dead.