I am not sorry for what I have done, which is make a rad short* with practical horror effects, Barbiecore Materialism, and girl-on-girl action.
CARMA WITH A C was created by me and Brian J Davis, costarring Olivia Jampol, with music by Ezra Furman and Mickey Cake. I really think you’re going to love it.
It’s also about the social media apology!
I wrote here earlier about some of the inspiration for this project. Specifically about Grimes’ defensive reactions to the backlash to her relationship with Elon Musk and subsequent slow slide into Bitcoin Logic (which would actually be a really sexy name for a new scent!) Like when she held forth about AI being the fastest path to communism or advocated for wealth redistribution through gaming with NFTs. And like, although I don’t know that much about the theory of how crypto-wealth will be generated through gaming (pay me to develop Carma as a series and I’ll learn everything!) I don’t think this sounds like the way wealth is going to be redistributed? Just gut instinct! I’m also not super convinced that AI is the fastest path to communism? but it definitely made these pictures* of me, which feels like the fastest path to something.
*btw, it’s weird how it gave me big boobs. I mean it gave everyone big boobs, but I felt especially disoriented, because the AI got the rest of my body right and then slapped these knockers on. Evidence of how artificial intelligence can approximate content but never properly apply context and perspective, bb!
Anyway, those were some of the confession-cam clapbacks that got me interested in the art of the social media apology, along with so many other beautiful contents, like the Putin Poem we all know and love so well. Hey you know what’s funny? When I first saw this I thought this was just some random Montecito mom, I didn’t know she was a tv star on 90210 and I was just like, damn, that yogawife is cringe but fine as hell! Way to blend in with the normals, AnnaLynne.
In a universe where the rich increasingly make up the entire color palette filling in the contours of public “reality” (the reality we see in Housewives/Kardashians/influencers etc), it’s always wild when they have to pretend to share class consciousness with their audience*. Because reality tv shows are really just instructional pamphlets teaching the public what to aspire to as defined by capitalism, so the times when reality characters have to like, pretend to care about systemic injustice or whatever are always so funny.
*This doesn’t usually happen with Housewives because their audience is almost entirely made up of radical escalationists who embrace pure nihilism— hey girls ;)
Anyway, I wanted to perform some kind of public apology. Like, isn’t it just the funniest thing when people apologize and make it worse by revealing even more damning beliefs? Like with the whole nepo baby thing— why is it so hard for people to just be okay with either being accountable, or just not responding at all? These half-assed apologies so often actually make things so much worse, but also kind of beautifully, and fascinatingly, reveal the edges of a kind of bubble that people live within.
And I’m not talking about the bubbles we all live in, the media silos which everyone got excited about in 2016. Like, when I realized I shouldn’t be getting ALL my news from Breitbart you know?
I hope you enjoy the short I Maid in Manhattan!
I meant to come up with a better joke but I forgot, sorry :{
Coincidentally, Maid is a Netflix series my mom and aunts all liked about a woman trying to escape her abusive relationship by working as a maid for an agency that doesn’t pay her enough due to gig economy non-unionized labor force problems. I mean that’s what I understand from what they told me in the car one time on our way to go hiking. I haven’t watched it because I’m taking a little break from watching things about abuse these days, but I think Margaret Qualley is beautiful. She’s Andie MacDowell’s daughter, who I once stood next to at a premiere party and is also absolutely stunning! Just great looking gals. I wonder what their politics are like.
Wow…high velocity, high density, as usual. But not dense, if you know what I mean. Also as usual. Thanks, you bionic wünderkind!
Still buried in the Putin poem’s world view.. wow. Or maybe Vlad just needed to hear King John’s Christmas on a daily basis though?