The value of a painting is just a way for the very rich to transfer wealth to one another without the same restrictions that would exist if there was no exchange. The entire art world is skewed by this sort of dirty dealing, so when you hear that a painting is “worth” over $100 million, you have to be aware that this is part of a scam.

Monet sucks ass anyway. This is like the total worst garbage. He’s a famous painter because he had no skill and splashed around colors like a child? Obvious Jewish scam alert!

The Guardian:

Claude Monet has become the latest artist to be the focus of food-related climate protests, after members of a German environmental group threw mashed potatoes over one of his paintings in a Potsdam museum on Sunday.

Nine days after Just Stop Oil emptied tomato soup over Vincent van Gogh’s Sunflowers at the National Gallery in London, two activists from Letzte Generation (Last Generation) entered the Museum Barberini and doused Monet’s Les Meules (Haystacks) with potato before glueing their hands to the wall.

$111 million… This isn’t as insulting as the red dot on a blank canvas thing, but come on.

The protesters said the stunt was designed as a wake-up call in the face of a climate catastrophe. “People are starving, people are freezing, people are dying,” one of the activists said in a video of the incident tweeted by Letzte Generation.

“We are in a climate catastrophe and all you are afraid of is tomato soup or mashed potatoes on a painting. You know what I’m afraid of? I’m afraid because science tells us that we won’t be able to feed our families in 2050,” the protester said. “Does it take mashed potatoes on a painting to make you listen? This painting is not going to be worth anything if we have to fight over food. When will you finally start to listen? When will you finally start to listen and stop business as usual?”

The group said it had decided to make “this Monet the stage and the public the audience” to try to get its message across. “If it takes pelting a painting with mashed potato or tomato soup to remind society that the fossil course is killing us all, then we give you mashed potato on a painting,” it added.

A spokesperson for the museum said the painting was protected by glass and the museum later said it did not appear to have been damaged.

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Last year, members of Letzte Generation staged a hunger strike outside the Reichstag building in Berlin to protest about the lack of political action over the climate emergency. Earlier this year, they glued themselves to some of Germany’s busiest motorways.

The group, which accuses the German government of ignoring all warnings and bringing the country to “the edge of the abyss”, says it is part of the last generation that can prevent society from collapsing.

“Facing this reality, we accept high [fines], criminal charges and deprivation of liberty undaunted,” it says on its website.

Frankly, throwing mashed potatoes on a famous painting and then gluing yourself to the wall is something I respect. Global warming is an obvious hoax, but this technique of protest doesn’t really have anything to do with global warming.

“You care about art but you don’t care about changing the weather” is a kind of non sequitur. You could just as easily assault a Waffle House and say something like “you care about smothered and covered hash browns but you don’t care about inconsistencies in the 5th Edition Dungeons & Dragons core rulebook!” It’s just saying “thing you like? Thing I like!”

It would be interesting to see someone go into one of these museums and say “you care about art but you don’t care about what the Jews are doing to Ye!” I don’t encourage anyone to do that, of course, but if a person did that they would get sentenced to years in prison, while these global warmers are being let go without charges.

The reason there are no charges is that the government supports them doing this. It’s a very weird dynamic, to have the government effectively subsidizing radical protests against the general population. It’s so counterintuitive that it’s difficult to even get your head around.

That concept is similar to the situation with the Jews having total power over our society and making it illegal for you to say that they have power. It’s not something you would think would be happening. We are used to knowing who is in power, and the idea of a secret power center that bans you from saying it is the power center goes against every natural preconception we have about power.

Just so, we think of protests as being against the powerful, so to have protests organized by the powerful against the general population is immediately confusing. You have to have some ability to think in a rather abstract way to grasp the situation.

I received a reviewer’s copy of “Too Much and Never Enough: How My Family Created the World’s Most Dangerous Man,” the book by Donald Trump’s niece, Mary Trump, which reveals the origin story of the very bad orange man.

I don’t know if I will read the entire book, because it is just too harrowing, but in the second chapter, the true root of Trump’s evil is finally revealed.

Trump writes:

When Freddy, at fourteen, dumped a bowl of mashed potatoes on his then-seven-year-old brother’s head, it wounded Donald’s pride so deeply that he’d still be bothered by it when Maryanne brought it up in her toast at the White House birthday dinner in 2017. The incident wasn’t a big deal—or it shouldn’t have been. Donald had been tormenting Robert, again, and nobody could get him to stop. Even at seven, he felt no need to listen to his mother, who, having failed to heal the rift between them after her illness, he treated with contempt. Finally, Robert’s crying and Donald’s needling became too much, and in a moment of improvised expedience that would become family legend, Freddy picked up the first thing at hand that wouldn’t cause any real damage: the bowl of mashed potatoes.

Everybody laughed, and they couldn’t stop laughing. And they were laughing at Donald. It was the first time Donald had been humiliated by someone he even then believed to be beneath him. He hadn’t understood that humiliation was a weapon that could be wielded by only one person in a fight. That Freddy, of all people, could drag him into a world where humiliation could happen to him made it so much worse. From then on, he would never allow himself to feel that feeling again. From then on, he would wield the weapon, never be at the sharp end of it.

That’s when he learned it.

That’s when he finally took the turn toward true evil: when he was 7 years old and his brother put mashed potatoes on his head.

From there, it was straight down to the bottom and straight up to the top of the pops.

This is a truly shocking revelation, and it has shaken me to the very root of my core.