The Federalist: You should definitely watch the Netflix original, “The American Meme,” but only if you want to witness one of the most depressing portrayals of social media culture you’ve ever seen.
The documentary follows the social media empires of Paris Hilton, Instagram stars Kirill Bichutsky and Josh Ostrovsky (aka TheFatJewish, or The Fat Jew), and Brittany Furlan, who rose to prominence on the now-archived Twitter offshoot, Vine.
Ostrovsky has 10.5 million followers on Instagram. Bichutsky, verified on IG as “slutwhisperer,” has 1.2 million; Hilton 10 million, and Furlan 2.4 million, with another nearly 330,000 on YouTube. Model Emily Ratajkowski and DJ Khaled were also interviewed; Ratajkowski has 21 million IG followers, Khaled 13.2 million.
The stories of these internet royals are marked by loneliness and a struggle against the image they’ve created for themselves. Hilton was the first of the “famous for being famous” species of modern celebrity.
“Kim Kardashian was Paris Hilton’s intern,” Ostrovsky explained. Paris set the standard for how to be famous in modern media, although not all of it was her choice. Although she was posing partially nude for photographers when she was barely legal, the release of her infamous sex tape was an accident.
“I was so embarrassed. I felt like everyone on the street was laughing at me,” she said, confessing she didn’t leave her house for months after its release. “I felt like I had lost part of my soul…I literally wanted to die at some point.”
The Phantom Clicks Eat Her Soul
Although her entire life is lived in the spotlight, Paris says she loves her fans. The first thing she does in the morning is check in on half a dozen different social media platforms. She says for her fans, “Watching me go through so much really made them be even stronger.”
“They genuinely love me,” she said.
Still, the fame gets to her. She says she hears camera clicks and flashes even when they’re not there. While she says she still has a “fear of missing out” on events, she’s grown tired of partying every night and prefers to stay home. Like Kirill, she wants a family and regrets not being able to have one by now. “I see my friends who are not in the industry and they now have two, three kids and they’re so happy,” she said.
She has 19 product lines and immense pop culture influence, yet she can’t escape her young, sexy socialite image. “I’m a 21 year old for the past two decades,” she admitted. “It’s all part of an image and a brand…it’s [the movie] ‘Groundhog Day.’” MORE
Funny how its forgotten how the rich, priveleged paris hilton served a lengthy jail sentence. What a talentless low life.
“’I don’t want to be that guy that’s, like, that people feel like, sad for,’” he said.”
Too late.
The young crave celebrity and fame and we’ve all had that urge at one time or another. The young have tools now that were never available to past generations and some are finding out that controlling their image is nearly impossible. The internet has been used recklessly and has become a potent toxin that has destroyed the lives of many of our young. Sadly it is so addictive they can’t find the inner strength to curb it’s use.
Leftists trying out for the role in 2019 are like:
https://twitter.com/PolishPatriotTM/status/1080261249907286016
Dem po rich fokes … make me all sad … an shit …
It’s Hell being a sex-symbol – I KNOW!
When you’ze be a 2’4″ 300 lb. bearded cigar-smoking tobacco-chewer what drools tobaccy-juice all down the front of his over-hauls you knowz what I’ze be talkin bout!
Gimmee a fukkin break.
izlamo delenda est …
Zero f**ks given. So hypocritical. Woe is me? Really? You made your very expensive bed. Now lay in it. Or check out. It really doesn’t matter to me.
The Good GENERAL Svejk –
That’s some funny sht right there.
I know from experience what it’s like to be rich, famous, and good looking and I’ll tell ya’ – – it’s no picnic!
Straight from the celebrity trope peddled forever to the masses about how awful these people’s lives are… like their lives somehow would have been better without looks, money or fame? Oh please…
Same story as that sad feminist story from the other night.