And the whole appellation of “a street artist” is the cheapest, lowest, most manipulative trick in somebody who sells primitive circus acts for millions of dollars.
Middle-class and wealthy people hear “street anything” and they feel the air of something vaguely romantic, a tad dangerous, and pleasantly edgy touch them. What people are buying is not the word “artist.” It’s the word “street.” This is the commodification of both suffering and political protest. Protest sells. It’s one of the more successful commodities on the market of products that promise eternal youth.
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