Here we are enjoying a loovly day (read: a day that does not have a weather event with a name) outside Central Park and her awful friends, who are out of frame stage right lending some helpful commentary, had just mocked her style. Whereupon I stumbled in and said I liked her style. Isn't that the way? That's the great thing about America: Everyone's entitled to his/her opinions, misguided as they may be. I was on my way to the Whitney Museum to put that paradigm to the ultimate test. Was Wade Guyton's large scale, exhaustive exhibit of printer errors using only the letter X truly a groundbreaking study of our changing relationships with images through the use of common digital technology, or simply BS? Remember, there are no wrong answers. And no refunds of the $12 admission fee.