For me, what elevates irony over sarcasm is a dose of humor.
I like to imagine each member of this crew, sporting the same scruffy costume, doing the swivel-hip runway strut, flaunting a thousand-yard stare behind their John Lennon shades — just like the best models. An elegant crowd watches appraisingly; curated music pipes ambiently; a silken voice intones presidingly.
It has a delicious pointlessness to it. It’s ironic!
(“3 Art Gallery Shows to See,” NYTimes, 12-2-20)
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