Why Influencers Bullshit And Why We Can't Stop Clicking!

Oh, social media, the magical land where every other person is a self-proclaimed guru ready to enlighten us on becoming wealthy, happy, charismatic, zen, and fit, all before our morning coffee. The hilarious part? They think that by screaming at us like deranged auctioneers, they'll magically make us listen. It's peak irony watching these tranquility preachers and success coaches scream and flail about as if they're auditioning for a reality TV meltdown.

So, there I was at a car show, minding my own business, when this guy swaggers up and asks if he can film a YouTube video in front of my car. Sure, why not? Next thing I know, he's waving around a check and bellowing, "Before I cruise in my new ride, check out this $100K check I got this morning! You too can rake in 10...20 grand in passive income if you subscribe to my channel!" Oh, the drama.

The punchline? After his grand performance, he drove off in a Nissan Altima. Now, I’ve got nothing against the Altima, but come on! The whole charade of flaunting wealth and then skedaddling in a modest car was comedy gold. Why all the pretense? Well, these videos rake in views by the millions. Maybe we're just suckers for a good story, especially when it's free and promises easy money. But let's be real: most of these 'gurus' are just hunting for clicks, not genuinely helping anyone.

Meanwhile, the people who actually making worthwhile stuff are not prancing around on social media begging for likes. They're busy, you know, actually working. They might suck at self-promotion and leave that to the sales teams because they see their work as art. They get the product development grind and are probably rolling their eyes at all the ridiculous hype. So, if you're itching to become an influencer just to hawk useless products, remember: there's a cost to your integrity. If you're cool with that, go ahead. But just know the image you're crafting is as authentic as a three-dollar bill.