and he said that moral pontificating atop the smoulders of the cadaver politic was boring and overdone and of course quite cheap and as for art well art was speech and human speech and look at literature as its representative and that he for one had noticed an increasing inability to relate to literary characters when they shout at him in ( what is for him ) sign language and these characters they writhe their bodies and twist their minds in morality and emotions , and he just cant get them no comprehension no chasing no clutching , and the semiotics of feeling , of judging , escaped him and thus he can not at all project or empathise and he did not even need to but all these characters expected and wanted him to he was not understanding them if he didnt and therein crackled and died down the futility of art at least for him .