It also reads like absurd satire- but the line between the two is thin.
I mean pivot this a little bit and you could easily make this about some hipster coffee snob, some PC gaming supremacist, or whatever else society has arbitrarily decided is elitist snobbery over a maestro executing art.
The worst part about manifestos like this is when they enable people who think they're this good when really they are subject to the Dunning-Kruger effect.
...like it or not, I bet someone’s eventually going to make this a copypasta.