First of all, the contributor to this thread calling itself "G L Wilson" is obviously a bot of some kind engaged in a Turing test. This artificial entity just generates random, nearly incoherent snippets simulating (poorly) the products of human thought. Whoever programmed it is laughing at you for continuing to respond long after this should have been obvious.
Given the focus of this forum I will stick to literature in addressing the value of art:
Works of literature can, arguably, reveal more about the fundamental nature of life, human interaction, morality and a host of pressing human concerns in a more concentrated, powerful, and memorable way than just about any other products of human ingenuity. One who has carefully read and absorbed Crime and Punishment or The Brothers Karamazov, for example, is likely to have a deeper appreciation of the complexities and challenges of ascribing motivations to and determining the moral culpability of his/her fellow humans than someone who has not. Fictional characters often exhibit in concentrated form human foibles, capacities, and qualities that are encountered in diluted form in those around us. Seeing the "purer strain" in a fictional being can help one to pick out and identify the fainter and more elusive traces in real-life encounters. Literary types can thus be valuable guides to human understanding. William Gaddis's JR prophetically lampooned the destructive capacity of a corporate culture attuned to exploiting the minutia of tax loopholes and stock manipulations rather than creating products of real value; his A Frolic of His Own sends up the litigious mania of our society in a way that is both highly instructive and hilarious. Heroic characters like those of Hugo and Conrad, who have the courage to stick to a personal code of morality in the face of overwhelming resistance and danger instill an appreciation of the best of which human's are capable and provide strong ethical models.
This post is getting long, but how about an example from poetry:
We all know something about the toll of tyranny and soulless bureaucracy on human life. But a well turned stanza can make the knowledge cut like a knife:
The mighty hand leads to a sloping shoulder,
The finger joints are cramped with chalk;
A goose's quill has put an end to murder
That put an end to talk.
(from Dylan Thomas's "The hand that signed the paper")
In short, literary art is one of the best places one can go to learn about the deepest problems of living on earth and functioning as an ethical being. Treat it as superfluous at your grave peril and to the detriment of civilization.


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