Continuing today's unintentional simulacrum theme.
Completist approach to Duchamp's most famous piece, and what is to be done with it. My high school Marxist Studies teacher (no joke) continuously used Fountain as an example of how ridiculous the art world is (fair point) but there's much more to it.
"Not that anyone else would notice, since no one ever notices when you’re not wearing a particular item of clothing, unless that item is your pants. But I had internal street credibility, which, in Ohio, where I live, is sufficient."