Contemporary art (n.) is worthless because between it and the world there is only a zero-sum equation.
Contemporary art (n.) shouts that it is worthless, and for once the advertising tells the truth.
Contemporary art (n.) seizes banality, waste and mediocrity and hangs them up as values, as if confiscated junk became treasure by being framed.
Contemporary art (n.) is contemporary only with itself: it no longer reaches toward past or future, and its whole reality is operating in real time.
Contemporary art (n.) is null because it and the world now make a zero-sum equation; nothing sets it apart from advertising, media and digital routines.
Contemporary art (n.) is null on purpose, and that is its vital job: to illustrate our own uselessness and absurdity and turn our decay into a show.
Contemporary art (n.) does for meaning what politicians do for power: it relieves us of the burden by staging nonsense for us to watch.