Be suspicious around the Pseudo-Artist fellow:  today it is fashionable imitate dramatic reality

with the maximum of perfection, ever (with cutting-edge machinery) (like Big Brother; political campaigns), since those in power, will forever spend vast budgets to advertise movements, exhausting a cluster of media services, to foolish the masses. Consequently, many superficial script writers, sound engineers, after-effects editors, cinematographers, costume stylists plus many other small fish, allow themselves that act of licking boots, be corrupted, as well as emerging despicable

to others, during the beginning of their careers, solely to achieve that indisputable reputation

(with plentiful makeup), vs. hide forever the fact, they are not artists but people who will do everything to become one (even hardcore sex), ornamenting themselves with cheap talking

under another poshy caffeine fix (across the most prestigious downtown voguish esplanades).

The problem, forever increases, as long as the naive audience continue ingesting the complete sugary obsolete banana, frequently wasting the peel, above the paths of respectable art,

sustaining the vicious finesse cycle. The noisy motorways, converted themselves, in refugee camps for authentic musicians, painters, cartoonists, circus experts, photographers, since they cannot find jobs anywhere else. What a shame!  (to be continued)