tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599422.post112646859230638779..comments2023-10-20T06:51:55.948-04:00Comments on SeeingGreene: Maul Overhaul?Dick Mayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03485935634961545610noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9599422.post-1126817854132786442005-09-15T16:57:00.000-04:002005-09-15T16:57:00.000-04:00Oh, Dick. Your inner grammarian has stifled your r...Oh, Dick. Your inner grammarian has stifled your reason. Play and art may be compelled to serve purposes only when they are in thrall to a utilitarian power (Nazi art, Organized Baseball, and kindred oxymorons). But art and play do not serve willingly, for when they are yoked into service they are no longer marked by the very thing that defines them, independence: art for art's sake, play to no purpose. If you will not accept this seemingly uncontroversial notion on my authority, I recommend Johan Huizinga's Homo Ludens (1938).John Thornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04286350181106484208noreply@blogger.com