I love culture.
I love money.
I love when culture has money.
I even don’t mind saying that I love it even more when I get some of that money.
Which is why I found myself at the Leidseplein this afternoon to protest the misguided budget cuts for the arts, that will (most likely) soon blight the Netherlands.
True, I would have hoped that the Dutch cultural sector would have come up with a more creative, and less grating, protest than broadcasting a bunch of irritating theatrical types “screaming for culture”, but hey, it was what it was.
One question: where were the artists?
Shout for Culture!
Yes, purists, I am aware of the fact that it’s “Screams for Culture!.”
Leidseplein shouts!
They even shout from the (tram stop) roof tops.
They even shout while wearing ice skates.
They shout, shout, let it all out.
With a little musical accompaniment.
Playing to a packed house.
Fortunately yours truly was well situated.
Bas Jan Ader as well, if only in spirit.
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