I've found that in any culture that prizes some quality, a vast number of "posers", who are virtually indistinguishable from the real thing, inevitably appear.

I've found that in any culture that prizes some quality, a vast number of "posers", who are virtually indistinguishable from the real thing, inevitably appear. What's hot? Artists? Okay, I'll put colored squares on oversized canvases, hobnob in the best parties and call myself an artist. Philosophers? No problem, I just write 2 or 3 hundred pages of absolutely incomprehensible word vomit and then refuse to answer any questions about the meaning. Sculpture? I can learn basic welding skills. It can be very very difficult to separate the cream from the crap in abstract fields.