Artemy swears all the more passionate

On this site it is fashionable to write about the studies of Artemy Lebedev. I also wanted to. But not from servility, but from chagrin. He talks about the lack of aesthetics in one job . At the same time, reasoning is so flavored with mats that you begin to doubt whether such a person has the right to talk about aesthetics.

Lebedev writes:
“Here is a young girl sitting on the eighth floor of a prefab house. She had peeled off paint on the staircase, a handle had long been torn off on the garbage disposal lid, she was afraid to lean against the wall of the elevator. In the apartment she had from the Soviet times a switch with a string remained, only the fourth derg lights the light. And in the midst of all this, she is engaged in some kind of fucking kind of white level of cosmoenergy of spiritual perfection. I could never understand this dissonance. „

But some Artemy Lebedev is sitting in a cluttered studio on the chair of Herman Miller Aeron and is talking obscenely about aesthetics. I also do not understand this dissonance.