Aleister Crowley has an
article on 'Art in America' which should set all Americans who
own to pride of country hot on his trail with loaded revolvers.
—The
Academy, date unknown.
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That remarkable young
gentleman, Mr. Aleister Crowley, says some hard things about
America in The English Review. He criticizes the
art of the country with a pen that must have laid in vitriol
since Byron threw it down. "Longfellow', his pop-gun
loaded with pop-corn, and Whittier is little better than Moody
and Sankey! Of the Channings, one need only remark that
the uncle was a pedant and the nephew an ignoramus." "And
there was undoubtedly one Cornelius Matthews, who burst his
poetic gun the first time he fired it." In painting, Mr.
Crowley declares that Alex Harrison painted two passable
pictures by accident. America has no music, and the only
American sculptor that he knows of is a Lithuanian living in
Paris. "The boasted scientific inventions of the Americans
do not exist. What they invent is 'notions,' based on the
discovery of others. Edison is merely an organizer and
adaptor of scientific brains." But had you heard of
Aleister Crowley?
—The
Yorkshire Herald, date unknown.
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An article which
should make him a target, not for individuals, but for an
outraged nation. Mr. Crowley touches our transatlantic
neighbors on their weakest spot by proclaiming that their
boasted culture is a pose . . . His judgments certainly do not
err on the side of leniency . . . One could understand American
patriots clamouring for President Wilson to suppress Mr. Crowley
as he has tried to suppress Gen. Huerta.
—The
Northern Whig, date unknown.
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If America can be
ridiculed for its average tourist, it at least furnishes nothing
quite so humorous as the type of omniscience here illustrated .
. . The article reflects the opinions of a considerable number
of Englishmen, especially of the so-called lower middle class.
—The
New York Evening Post, date unknown.
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An entirely
preposterous, but quite enjoyable, tirade.
—The
Times, date unknown.
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