Curators, right?

"So I [...] fielded calls from functionaries in Scandinavia, Asia, Central Europe, and the Middle east. They offered to fly me business class to their native lands, put me up in hotel rooms with balconies, and provide drivers for my tours of government-approved art. I politely declined these junkets. Curators, being certified sleazebags, may do this sort of thing; art critics may not--because it's not right."

Dave Hickey, "Idiot," reprinted in Pirates and Farmers: Essays on Taste