For why should it not be?
Those who deny, even deride that which is expected, that which is sane, that which is described by the most detestable of words- normal!
Now, while that may be an excessive and perhaps a tad to over-enthusiastic, it is to be noted that weirdness can come ion a variety of flavours, some of which are comforting. For what more do we enjoy than to metaphorically take a pipe and slippers, and slip into an over-stuffed armchair, sit before a roaring fire and peruse the absurdities of life?
In a social context weirdness is probably to be avoided. It certainly is if the employer of weirdness wishes to remain in a social context. This is of course the point of the metaphorical pipe and armchair- oddity is to be presented to the solitary person, packaged up so as not to intrude to much upon his comfort zone.
Therefore- books, film, music; all these are the right, and a fertile place to promote the weird.
Art, the missed-out in the so recent list, has surrealism as its strongest proponent of the strange. It is the most successful in any of the broader arts; Dali is more widly known than most employers of teh surreal world.
Or is that true?
There is one work/set of work of literature that is the strange par-excellence; it is only its importance in the canon being so widespread that it is seen in a broader light. This is the two books featuring Alice, by the peerless Lewis Carroll. This is weirdness in all its knowing glory, a towering work that does not go for nonsense but the strange.
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