At the Hilarious Pessimist, Dalrymple explains why he was recently taken aback at the toys carried by some small children:
…it was the sheer vulgar hideousness of the toys, superabundant in their number and in the crudeness of their design, execution and coloration. They were all of plastic and were, of course, utterly expendable. After the children had grown out of them and into something else, in a few months at most, no one would want to keep them, either for future generations or as a memento of a happy childhood. The toys were made with the dustbin in mind from the very moment of their production.
Here was aesthetic education, or perhaps I should say training, of a kind. Would it be very surprising if these children grew up to value the meretricious and to have no powers of aesthetic discrimination at all?