Scotch and Kool aid
There are things which are grating to the senses, yet which are quite enjoyable nonetheless. On one hand, you have stuff like cotton candy or potato chips. Foods which target pure, instinctual desires hardcoded into people to seek out. Fat, sugar, salt. On the far side of the scale in the other direction, you have scotch. Iodine, gasoline, burnt rubber, peat, alcohol: these are the flavors which scotch is made of. Don’t get me wrong, I love a glass of scotch from time to time, but it is undeniable that the flavors which compose scotch are disgusting and unnatural. It’s probably the same thing that moves people from cartoons to the violence and tragedy of adult television. Right there, we even call it adult television, even though and adult can watch cartoons and enjoy them, children are too young to appreciate negative experiences as enjoyable, just as even if it were ok for them to drink alcohol, they’d go for Mike’s hard lemonade long before Laphroaig.
Every human artistic endeavour has its “scotches”. Expressionist art, Lars Von Trier films, dubstep music, brutalist architecture, Lutefisk. I don’t have much else to say about this. I just find it interesting how much effort humans expend to experience dissonance.