36 dealers, including the former owner, also said it wasn't Max, despite the stamp and signature. It was also on the Dorotheum table, so they also said it wasn't by Max. Then we are confronted with a rare provocation of psychopathy. Junk becomes real, and real becomes junk. The message: we value run-of-the-mill and disregard genius. It's not just Austrian, it's also Israeli, European, Iranian, American and actually international. There are these 10 percent: they admire commercialism and hate highly valued works. So then: themselves.