“I suggest that the voice you hear today in all branches of literature is not the individual voice but the collective voice. And this especially from any writer under forty. In other words, the writer has become the spokesman not for himself but for a group, an organisation, a class or a sect. The danger is that some don’t know they are doing it, and those who do know often consider, and are led to consider it a virtue. ‘This young man speaks for his generation.’ ‘This young woman is the rallying point for all young women with big feet.’ You know the sort of thing.”
John Whiting, At Ease in a Bright Red Tie: Writings on Theatre (courtesy of George Hunka)
Terry Teachout on the arts in New York City
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