I was a judge in the Chippewa County Fair talent contest. Other than the lack of a sack of rotten tomatoes for bad performances, I found one other thing stick out from my experience: the momentary suppression of the subjective, of beliefs of artistic value.

I was a judge in the Chippewa County Fair talent contest. Other than the lack of a sack of rotten tomatoes for bad performances, I found one other thing stick out from my experience: the momentary suppression of the subjective, of beliefs of artistic value.


Of course I kid, I kid about the tomatoes, and I understand if some fairgoer would like to pelt me after the decisions were announced - I tried my best. Sitting in the grandstand, I felt I had a pretty good grasp of what the respective ceilings and floors of the talent range on display were. When the participants finished their song or dance, two other presiding judges and I convened to determine winners and realize we all had very different grasps.


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