In my old head, because of the emptiness that prevails there, complex solutions would never be nested. Everything must be arranged piece by piece and as thoroughly as possible, because once the product of my perception becomes more complicated, my brain will wrap it and spin to, finally, not withstand it. Unfortunately, aspiring to stay at a candlestick and within one per cent of the world population, I should say and think so that no simple person could find the sense in that I try to present. It is the magic of shamanic culture where the word being darker appears more evident.
I read Jonathan Nossiter’s “Taste and Power” to the end. If I had to summarise it logically, only a significant negation would remain with a little longer excuse that something tastes or not. It tastes because it has a terroir in the background; it does not, because it is global. These theses occur like contemporary icons and pictures, in the emotional deck of feelings. These thousands of words emerged as a phenomenon made up of images, but I am not able to translate them linearly.
The interpretations of the modern world put freedom first, whether it’s freedom of choice or as some rocking in the clouds without any complete conditioning. Ideologically, everyone repeats this to us over and over again, so it seems to be an anchor, that is, it does not need any justifications. Freedom and that’s it. Everyone is, above all, free, although the most accurate facts belie this, as well as mere political correctness.
Therefore, if we are free, it is probably clear that we are all free, and there can be no exceptions here. Even a prisoner has freedom of choice, perhaps limited, but essential. Free, that is, we are allowed to, and no one has the right to forbid it. In the economic field, it is probably about financial freedom. It applies to everyone, one per cent, and all the rest. So there is the right to exist for parkerians and for global tastes, or corporate capital, as well as for proponents of bio, terroir, traditional flavours and so on.
Parker is allowed to create his scale, and I am allowed to negate it and to proclaim that this is but a reflection of broader phenomena. On the other hand, it is allowed in Rioja to be Viña Tondonia and to please Nossiter against de la Serna, or José Peñin. Time will reconcile all. Freedom is the only value permitted in human heads, even if it is not worth a broken penny. So, it tastes, or it does not and basta.
I am affectionately a proponent of Nossiter, but within the common sense, the Parker’s design seems infaillible, although unreal, because there is no universal scale of taste. There is, however, exploitation and duping of naïves by such pseudo-objective inventions. So it’s not Parker who’s to blame, but the one per cent and all of who ideologically preaches freedom for all kind of business. Here, Nossiter’s poetry darkens the problem instead of enlightening it.
However, we lived under the opposite solutions, that is, those that took away freedom. Now we know that we cannot go on with them. Both extremes are evil, and nonetheless, all must exist, because we are free. One day they will reconcile, and in time the effect goes beyond the experience of the individual. I don’t think it would happen in my life. Anyway, I prefer the New World and the juicy fruit because I come from a world where there is not enough sun and sugar. Besides, we distil vodka from potatoes, although I do respect polished traditional flavours, knowing, however, that as a parvenu and nouveau-riche, my pocket condemns me on what it would withstand.