I don’t like Instagram influencer culture.
Last year I read an article about an influencer who was found murdered. That’s obviously awful but the death isn’t what this is about. I had never looked at an influencer IG account but the article made me curious so I checked out their profile. I saw a beautiful scantily clad young woman wearing expensive-looking clothing in expensive-looking places and in front of expensive-looking cars and expensive-looking boats. She had the same rehearsed look on her face in all of the pics. All the comments on these pictures were variations of “R.I.P.” but some said shit like:
Rest in Peace…You beauty will rest forever in our hearts. A part of you will be with us on our journeys to places you would have gone in the future and can not travel anymore. Your future was so bright. Your light will burn forever. Andy
I don’t like any of this.
- I don’t see why anyone gives such a shit about what attractive people are up to at any given moment. Who subscribes to these kinds of profiles? Why? Those are rhetorical questions. I know why, it’s because people are bored and they hate their lives, but I don’t understand those things either.
- I can’t believe anyone actually covets shit like yachts and luxury sport cars and fine dining. Again, I feel completely at odds with the huge number of people who value this stuff.
- The name of the IG account I’m referring to is something like “I’m so grateful for this beautiful world,” which suggests a sort of zen humbleness that is totally incongruous with the fact the account is solely used to showcase how awesome it is to be rich and beautiful.
- I can’t believe anyone would bother writing RIP or anything else — especially the bullshit “your grace and beauty taught me so much, shine on” stuff — for an internet personality that was nothing more than a nice face and body. Are people really so superficial or deluded that they believe being attractive automatically makes a person good and interesting? Plus, she’s dead now — she can’t read those sycophantic comments so why bother writing them?
- I know it’s quite possible her online presence was simply a job for her and not indicative of who she was as a person, but even if that’s the case, I don’t feel like the world has lost a hero. I feel like the inflated importance of material stuff and physical beauty are negative things that the human race should be striving to devalue, and people who are actively working against those efforts are doing the world a disservice. It’s horrible she was murdered but no more horrible than, say, a Walmart employee being murdered, so it’s kind of wack that so many people cared so much about this particular death.
I just find the whole IG influencer thing to be thoroughly depressing on so many levels. It’s kind of like Las Vegas in that it really encapsulates a lot of things that I hate about humanity.
In somewhat related news, I read that the family of a recently deceased person was talking about how that person was a shining light and always true and good and they were the glue that held the family together and they always had a smile on their face, etc. Boy, I hate hearing that drivel. Everyone who dies, especially those that die young or of a disease like cancer, automatically becomes a pious and humble saint, incapable of wrongdoing. It’s hogwash. I wish I had video of those dead people doing the terrible stuff we all do so I could show it and say, “they actually weren’t special. They were not a saint. They were just like any of the rest of us — sometimes good, sometimes bad. They were a normal human.” I don’t think you need to pretend someone was an idol in order to mourn their death.
It’s funny how full circle this post just went.
crimson highway 