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Dan Sheehan's "NOT A WOLF" Secret Lair Drop
Coffee lover. Graphic designer. Definitely not a wolf pretending to be a man.
Writer and comedian Dan Sheehan goes guesto mode! We discuss how creating a massive Twitter sensation gives you zero (0) rewards, why it whi
Writer and comedian Dan Sheehan goes guesto mode! We discuss how creating a massive Twitter sensation gives you zero (0) rewards, why it whips ass to write the words at the bottom of Magic cards, and how to steal from god using tax crime. Check it out!
We can't expect humility but we can settle for silence
The concept of stans is nothing new, most famous people have a couple thousand brainwashed devotees that’ll spend their entire day online going after anyone who dares look at their god with less than a toothy smile. And to some degree, they aren’t wrong to say that their deities should be allowed to post about their decadent lives. It’s true, they’re allowed to post whatever they want. But so are we. This is a level of symmetry that the wealthy have never been prepared for. I’m sure being a celebrity was easier when it was all glowing magazine profiles and fancy parties, but now the people have a way to yell at God and very few of them are passing up the opportunity to piss on the locked gates of Heaven. And while the defiance of dunking on celebrities is cathartic, it’s hard not to picture it as a form of hell unto itself. Even in mocking someone, you give them your time. Is the freedom to yell at powerful people worth what it takes from us?
As always, the simplest solution for criticism-averse celebrities and those annoyed by them would be logging off. But most of us can’t do that. We’re either required by work or social isolation to report on time and get our daily dose of discourse.
But the celebs?
They could delete their accounts today and return to a life of luxury, unbothered by anyone outside their carefully chosen inner circles. They’d live lives better than any ancient king or conqueror. But they’ll never leave. Like us, they’re addicted to getting that social media dopamine, but for the rich this addiction is particularly egregious given that their entire lifestyle already runs on the stuff. In addition to their unparalleled wealth, the modern celebrity demands not just our attention, but our adoration of their every action and opinion. They will take every moment we give them. The way most social media algorithms work these days means you cannot escape from whatever the day’s discourse (something I discussed a few weeks back) but there’s one still-reliable way to minimize the theft of your attention.
I’m telling you to block the celebs.
We could sit here and talk about whether it’s okay or not to post about having tremendous wealth. We could sift through all the different arguments and do our best to get to the real beating heart of the issue. Or you could block every person who has ever even mildly annoyed you online.
Put together a list, block their accounts, and mute their names.
Block the accounts that share them and the outlets that share news about them.
Salt your digital earth.
If the internet has any purpose at all beyond the endless generation of content for profit, it is to connect us with each other and with information, and if there is one unifying message of celebrity posting it’s that we are not one of them. It’s time to stop acting like we are.
We can’t stop them from hoarding money but we don’t have to give them our time.
Leave them with their stans. They’ll never notice we’re gone.