When the chief art critic for your town's largest paper publishes a front page review of the cafeteria's "gelato collection", do you:
A) Realize now's a good time to rethink the curatorial program of the museum?
B) Wish he'd reviewed the best publicly accessible "bathroom installations" while he's at it?
B) Develop a strong desire to pummel said critic about the head and face?
C) Remember that next door is a horrible Stella, and next to that was a concert starring Barry Bostwick, Robin "last BeeGee standing" Gibb backed up by the whitey white whitest choir EVER, and Clay Aiken singing the William Tell Overture, so why are you EVEN surprised?
E) All of the above.
Related, but not mentioned, an actual piece of art: Art Domantay's 31 Flavors of Hell.
Related: Hirshhorn Museum men's room features "The Lexus of baby changing tables."
