The chance meeting of two well-worn objects of middle-class fetishism — trains and writing, writing and trains — accounts for the unexpected seductiveness of the proposed Amtrak Residency. What could warm the cockles of the broken bourgeois-bohemian heart more than the idea of writing a novel or a poem or a literary essay on a train? And if, in order to make this exquisitely anachronistic fantasy a reality, one simply has to write some tweets and blog posts in order to generate online buzz for a multinational corporation, where’s the harm in that?
via n+1: Train in Vain.
Maybe we’d just like a little peace and quiet away from trolls like these. Complaining about something writers like. Hmm…can anybody say “Page Views”?
Seriously, Amtrak as a representative of corporate America is kind of like saying lemonade stands are a part of the food and beverage industry. Amtrak exists because of taxpayers (a fact relegated to a footnote here). Lemonade stands are “for-profit” businesses, too, I’d note.
Personally, I’d like to see Amtrak survive so that anyone still has an idea of How Damn Big the United States of America really is. It’s good for the soul. Sounds like this person needs a good head-clearing train trip (a walk would do, too, but it’s harder to write when you’re walking).
Blah blah blah. As if it’s ever going to happen anyway. The worst thing about this article is that while the writer complains about other writers, everyone knows nothing will change and 99.99% of all writers ever will pay to do what they love and still get painted as grubbing, wannabe do-nothings. Meanwhile, if they’d be serious and just write something good and get published and earn some money (but not too much–don’t be “bourgeois”), then, maybe, we’ll limit our scorn for these silly throwbacks.
I’m still trying to figure out which class of “fetishism” this article represents, though. Any ideas? Hipster class?