OUR CULTURE IS BLOWIN’ AWAY IN THE WIND, Andrew Klavan writes:

On hearing that Bob Dylan had won the Nobel Prize for Literature, my son Spencer emailed me to ask, “When do they announce the Nobel Prize for Best Supporting Actress?”

It’s a funny line, but for those of us who care about the state of the arts, it’s gallows humor. The Dylan prize is a cry of victory from a generation of vipers — my generation — that has succeeded in sending what was once the greatest culture on earth into a spiral of decadence.

Read the whole thing.

Related: David Solway on the state of the art of actual poetry, not songwriting lyrics: The Noble Art Is Not So Noble.