concerns concerning the flashiness of flash fiction

here is a thing sean lovelace wrote here. it's a tidy little bit of unessay on the flashiness of shortly stories (i try to always read mr lovelace's stuff because his stuff is good he's a runner plays frisbee golf and his last name either sounds like a b-movie actor or a pornstar). me and flash fiction fought one time and flash fiction won, but then another time, outside was clouded and grey and so was my hair and eye, i nearly made flash fiction die, but he's okay and we drank a lager. here's what sean says about flashcists. haha, okay. i wrote a thing a post or so back about how flash fiction, to me, right now, resembles the popular form of revolution in writing, specifically online writing (the dilettante post). the problem to me isn't that the the form is being heralded and praised/hated and disregarded, but just used far too often. flash fiction and i get along, even far back stuff in time, especially the far off, zen koans and parables and fables, and then baudelaire and hemingway, and so, so many others. and the others of now cutting up the page with these shortlies are many and excellent. the thing is, and i say this is a thing, i make it a thing: no one says how great stories are, no one runs around saying 'i love sonnets' (they would be running, i say), or novels, man, novels are where it's at, or, the villanele, that's the form. but with flash fiction, i actually hear this: how cool flash fiction is as a form, how it needs it's own place, how it's valid and valid. so it gets treated as though it's "new" even though many of the "proponents" know it's not. but the main worry is how big these bits of quick have gotten. i mean, people are saying they hate flash fiction, which is stupid and boring, and then people are defending it, which seems a bit more noble, but somewhat silly-headed: i mean, flash fiction's doing fine on its own. a murky minded observer might think there needs to be a defense, but there are flash fiction anthologies, magazines devoted to flash fiction, and blahbieblah. the flash fiction lives fine, breathes its own air, however brief. the worry is, here, these ff's are a short, very short form. and while there are plenty of crap stories out there, plenty of crap writing, because flash fiction is so short and in such fashion, it's easier to get a lot of crappy flash fiction. flash fiction isn't easy, but it does appear that it's easy; flash fiction isn't new, but it feels that way, especially up on a website: this is the other flash in flash fiction, the part to question a little.