I think it is self-evident, more or less, that the speed up of circulation via the issuing of grants or funding streams, conferences, art events and so forth founds production, inevitably, in a low grade venality that is itself the repressed driver of seeking recognition. In the end, if one wants to distinguish production and the work, there is a lot of work lacking sinish or reflection or editing, prolixity or its opposite, and a lot that is rivetingly good too, in all genres. The generalised critique of something called neo-liberalism, a term better not used as an alibi for not being-political or simply as a guarantee of being-political, of course means that this 'critical' process is wholly immersed in, fixated on and co-existent with its object, its aeroplanes, private universties, charitable spin-offs and so forth. A better way of dealing with this matter is to ask 'how much does it cost to think?', in the first place, before taking the money in order to think.