I stand corrected ,Bill. It was Wilde and his view on democracy. (Having a senior moment there)."The bludgeoning of the people by the people for the people"was his view.I always understood that to mean that he thought that there should be limits to feedom of expresion as indeed does Mr Farndale apparently.So do others as far as photography is concerned if subsequent posts are anything to go by.
Now I understand, thank you.
As photographers, who by some lights are artists and indeed claim that mantle, one might suspect that we'd be accepting of each other's attempts to make photographs. But no, we are not. We instead insist on strict adherence to a pack mentality that proclaims which lens, camera, and film to use, and heaps scorn on those who refuse to play follow the leader.
I do not know (nor do I care) what the author's proclivities might be with regard to photography, but I clearly understand that his article is not anti-photography, but anti-digital photography. This is common amongst the intelligentsia these days. It is very fashionable to dislike all things digital, and to invent a plethora of reasons why digital photography is straight from the devil's bottom.
Digital belongs to the hoi polloi, it seems, and is as such base and loathsome. The digital happy snapper is uncouth and uncivilized; why, he might as well be punching widows and orphans in the mouth and tipping over trash cans like football hooligans.
One grows tired of the endless anti-digital screeds, on RFF and elsewhere. I do take some comfort in the knowledge that this too shall pass - the Luddites are destined for Florida and Arizona, and I'll buy the best of their stuff for pennies on eBay, which I'll use to supplement my digital equipment as desired. Because although I am of the (tail end) of their generation, I managed to figure out 'Pong' and everything that came afterwards, and as such live in the modern world. I use the best film and digital have to offer me and do not insist that one must be bad because I cannot master it. It is well that the wrinklies are headed for the scrap heap, and the sooner the better. May their VCR's blink "12:00" gently in the twilight of their years.