Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting.
Aristocrats might shrug, but commoners, dreading any collapse of the social order, wanted the rules of behavior to be observed.
Men of great spirit are at high risk at a time when small souls rule the world.
One defining symptom of decadence is a fondness for vast and nonsensical extravagance.
I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful?
Who could not return from a visit to Jack Vance's world, without feeling that he had been somewhere unique, that he had experienced things unavailable in our mundane world?