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this article's real subject is beauty and our modern obliviousness thereto. I thought it was a good read; perhaps you will too.
ETA: My use of "obliviousness" above might have been misleading. I don't think we've lost the ability to appreciate beauty, nor do I think we're necessarily foolish to make the modern trade-offs that hinder our
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The story also reminded me of a group of buskers I passed in the NYC subway years ago. Young girl (maybe ten) playing a huge bass guitar, even younger boy playing drums, and a woman I assumed was their mother playing some other instrument--trumpet or trombone, I think. I don't remember her as well because I couldn't get over The World's Littlest Rhythm Section, which wasn't flawless but was very catchy in an indie-rock sort of way. They were awesome, but I don't remember anyone else stopping to check them out, and I didn't linger as long as I should have.
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It actually nearly brought me to tears, sort of a combination of happy tears and sad ones. Happy that a guy like Josh Bell would do that, that at least a few people took notice and were touched, that children seem naturally inclined to appreciate. Sad that so few people stopped, that our lives are so frenzied that many couldn't stop or didn't even notice him, that the children were dragged on despite their interest.
I think I may actual post my own link to the article with a bit more on my reactions, so I am really glad you passed on the link!
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I think it's a more cutting commentary with respect to the time pressure in our culture than anything about our ability to recognize and appreciate beauty.
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Definitely. The story didn't make me feel like we're incapable of appreciating beauty; it did remind me, though, that we miss a lot when we're too busy or tired to take notice of the unusual. (Kind of like "stop and smell the roses", but "stop and see if you've overlooked some roses" isn't as pithy.)
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