I only read the intro and the first essay by Zygmunt Bauman. There are many grand narratives from Bauman ("art is eternal," "what is the meaning of life," "the purpose of art," etc.) and many linear Eurocentric views of history and time, which comes a bit off, granted this was already 1998, and Bauman himself was a critic of modernism. Then, contemporary conditions make him stumble. Oh no, consumerism is everywhere, entertainment is king, and art is now also consumed. But what about the good old eternal art? How will "the culture" survive this onset of corruption of eternal values? The good thing is that he ends the essay with questions, not answers. After all, this collection of essays aims to make us stop and ask questions.