“Me hate shrinkflation! Me cookies are getting smaller,” the googly-eyed, furry blue muppet declared on X on Monday, tapping into an economic trend of the day. “Guess me going to have to eat double da cookies!”
“Me hate shrinkflation! Me cookies are getting smaller,” the googly-eyed, furry blue muppet declared on X on Monday, tapping into an economic trend of the day. “Guess me going to have to eat double da cookies!”
He’s a celebrity. They usually do. Even if they’re puppets.
And you’d think, with the democratization of fame, everyone would be famous, now. I mean, used to be if you wanted fame, you had to pack up and move from bumfuck nowhere and go to Hollywood, work as a waiter/waitress/whatever, and attend casting calls in your free time. Now, with the Internet and cameras that fit in our pockets we don’t even need to leave our houses.
Except that isn’t how fame works. Fame is actually a transactional process. The famous person does something in exchange for attention but they do not get attention unless they offer something the average person can’t- they’re prettier or funnier or a better actor or whatever. If you can’t offer that, it doesn’t matter if everyone has their own TV show. It only matters if your TV show is the one people want to watch.
Unfortunately, in general, their actual morals and ethics are not taken under consideration by a large number of those who give them the attention they want.