There is nothing left over.
There is no politically correct or incorrect in postmoderenism or camp.
John Waters, locus classicus.
Camp is not improv, improv not camp, but.......things sometimes start out as improv, they never start out as camp.
Maybe that, even, is too much a generalization.
The campy postmodern has no ideals, no reals, no abiding delusions. Last year, saints and sinners. The Grand Inquisitor.
Campy postmoderns are pitiful, really. Sad, but true.
They are like Russians. Count Orlovsky. Camp Orlovsky.
it is a twilight world.
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