So tired of judging art by the imagined audience of the art.

Who cares if some dipshit on social media likes the Geese album or One Battle After Another, what do you think about the WORK? Oh I’m not going to enjoy this band or book or whatever because I’ve invented a performative male or bisexual woman with a boyfriend or Funkopop capeshit nerd in my head who sucks who I think likes this art therefore I don’t want to be that type of person that I once again made up. It’s exhausting!!!