The law of the innermost form of the essay is heresy
Wrong life cannot be lived rightly.
In the end indignation over kitsch is anger at tis shameless revelling in the joy of imitation.
The lie has long since lost its honest function of misrepresenting reality. Nobody believes anybody, everyone is in the know. Lies are told only to convey to someone that one has no need either of him or his good opinion.
In psycho-analysis nothing is true except the exaggerations.
He who has laughter on his side has no need of proof.