The praise to the star-system and the idolatry to the icon have emptied the thinking of architecture of content; have nullified the need of criteria with which to support reflections and debates. Instead of acting as a salutary lesson, the crisis has acted as a maker of new masks and tricks that make us to persist in a state of dangerous docility and obsequiousness. Written from the conviction that the critic about architecture oscillates between nostalgia and farce and that the impostures have become identity marks, these texts emerge from the resistance to accept this state of matters imposed by the luxury of the fast and banal as the only possibility.