Canonized is the word you want
As in David Foster Wallace, canonized as the patron saint of GenXers, wasn’t a beatific soul. Or something like that.
You don’t get “knighted into sainthood.” That’s the one thing I’d quibble with in this brilliant essay.
Wallace was an iconic figure to a generation overshadowed by Baby Boomers. They wanted icons of their own.
So they’d make sweeping aesthetic pronouncements they’d later regret. Like saying Ferris Bueller’s Day Off was the greatest movie ever made.
Moot point anyway. Born in 1962, Wallace was a Boomer himself.