Where style becomes more hackneyed mercenary than creative magic

A stab of what has become, something to learn from.

I know I'm as guilty of this as any other, especially with the attention economy here. In comes the knife.

Words hurt, to stab. More physical satisfying commodity than what people need.

Where it's more of a mark of a temperamental genius rather than a generous contribution to the community.

Charging and concerned with being high status rather than respecting the deal, deal being the deal.

Hustling and shovelling the product out of the door, carelessly.

Lowering the average by racing to the bottom, making it louder.

Being miserly with the ideas, and being a copywriting/trademark bully.

Not a creative, yet an artIst with a capital I in the emphasis of the artist.

One may have a "style", yet it's too hackneyed with the genre of expression to make a difference. 

The challenge of assertion is ignored.

Safe

no moral right