Heart attack recipe

Tuesday 7/22/25

People constantly say the same things that other people say. As if it's impossible for them to say anything endemic to them.

Do you think they're aware of this?

I don't think they are. I don't think they're smart enough to be aware of it. I think people can do something time and time again and have no clue they're doing it, or distort it in their diseased, limited brains into this other thing that it isn't actually at all.

It's like when David Remnick steals someone's idea. He probably thinks, on some level, that he would have come up with it anyway, so it's kind of his idea anyway. Then the ego comes in, and of course it's mine, he thinks, anything I want is mine because it's me.

If you were aware, why would you choose to say nothing that was actually your own? Maybe you'd want to but were incapable of thinking of anything like that? A single thing like that? Ever?

Things that make me think of Radiohead's notion of being put up against the wall:

"blank is a banger."

"blank is a whole vibe."

"blank slaps."

"If you want to level up your writing..."

There has never been, and there never will be, a person who says "level up" the way people say it now who is a writer or could ever produce any quality writing. You might as well not be able to spell the word "the."

"Self-care" is such a trite term. You'll know a lot about someone who uses it. They won't just use it once or every now and again but nearly constantly.

To wit:

Meaningful self-care is anything that reminds you of your inherent value and makes you feel grounded, whole, and alive.

The bio:

🧠 Certified life coach helping you make hard decisions & do hard things 🏳️‍🌈 Queer, AuDHD, chronic illness, exvangelical 🤗 One-on-one coaching ⤵️

Of course.

I'd wager that ninety-percent of the people who say they are a thing or have that thing or suffer that thing, do not. ADHD, etc.

When you have no actual identity, you'll reach for what you can as your identity. And if you don't need any proof or have to be that thing in any remotely real way at all save to claim being that thing, or having it, or whatever, then all the better.

It's alarming how seriously people take daft super hero movies. Adults, I mean. Who are like children in cribs more than adults.

I have another screen open behind this one. Here's another post I can see as I write:

LIFE HACK:If they haven’t done what you want to do, why TF would you listen to them?

What the hell does that even mean? What's amazing is that none of the shit anyone says has to make any sense at all because what they're saying doesn't matter at all. The content.

Here's the bio:

🎯 I help Creators turn Threads into a 6 fig biz 🔥 Uber driver ➡ 6 fig Threads Creator in 214 days 😀 3,200 students | 300 testimonials START HERE👇

That will get you 16,000 followers.

But I can't do a book on the Beatles for free with a shit press because this isn't what I spend my days doing? This utter fucking idiocy?

More from this guy:

I started this year at 181.4 lbs.This morning? 162.6.Down 18.8 lbs.But it didn’t happen because of a viral diet, a 12-week shred, or some “fat-burning” tea.And I’m definitely not surviving on kale and ice chips.It's the same way I built my business.Here’s the boring truth 👇

My “diet” is shockingly simple:- I skip breakfast - Lunch = 5 eggs + ground beef & bacon - Dinner = 5 eggs + chicken sausage - I walk 10,000 steps daily - I eat 90% whole foods - I still have low-cal ice cream 3–4x/week - I still eat cookies - We had pizza twice last week - Crushed a burrito on SundayNo hacks. Just something I could stick to.That’s the part people skip when chasing “results.”

Look at this shit. Nothing but shit. That's all there is now. This is "content." Threads, X, Substack. Just shit. An overwhelming amount of shit. You can't even look anywhere without seeing constant shit. It's in your face all the time such that how would you even see anything else if there were anything else? Which there basically isn't.

You know what's a crazy concept? People didn't used to do things or try and do things or say they were things unless they could do those things or had the ability to maybe do those things. But now everyone just says they're whatever the fuck they want. There's no shame. Billions of people, "I'm a writer." That wouldn't have happened in 1954. People weren't as crazy. You couldn't just say you were whatever you pretended to be and then it was like you were that thing because every idiotic fraud is doing the same thing. Then it's just about who can get more attention. It's never about what anyone is or what they do.

Lunch: Five eggs, ground beef, and bacon. Then five more eggs later.

It's like a heart attack recipe.

And what is the chicken sausage? Why bother with the chicken at that point? Is that some perfunctory tweak so as to maybe sidestep the defibrillator for one more night? At that stage, just ram the meat down your throat.

"Crushed a burrito on Sunday."

Can you even imagine me talking like that? Can you imagine anyone who is not a moron talking like that? How could you even know someone who talks like that unless you yourself were an utter joke?

This is an adult. He looks like he's in his fifties. But I bet he's thirty-five and just looks like hell because he's having five eggs and a plate of bacon and ground beef for lunch. To go with cookies. And pizza. Receding hairline. In his Threads profile picture, he's wearing a shirt that says Entrepreneur.

Are there any actual intelligent adults out there?

Everything you read that's meant to drum up business, whatever the form--and for nearly every self-billed writer--reads like some scam. Everything is so damn scam-y.

And you have to do this to get seen? To have your work seen? There's no other way? Of course there's basically no other way because there's just shit work. Who does this impact besides me? No one. I got the actual work. The goods. The stuff. But there are a billion other people just clogging up everything with billions and billions of pieces of shit. No light can be seen because everything is packed--including people--in this hyper-dense tunnel of shit. How are you going to see with all of the shit in your eyes? With being bombarded by a ceaseless fusillade of shit?

Here's another one from the same guy:

If you’re fed up with the confusion, overwhelm & complexity when it comes to earning Internet Income…Join my newsletter 👇

You're illiterate. You don't even know how to make words agree. This is someone less capable with language than a first grader. I know, that's many adults. Who are the 16,000 people who see this and think, "Yep, that's the guy for me, I'll follow him, let me give him some money, too"?

If I'm fed up with overwhelm? What on earth does that mean? If I'm fed up with complexity? What the fuck are you talking about?

Imagine if you're talking to someone and they say, "You know, Reginald, I'm fed up with complexity," and left it at that?

This is what dominates our culture and getting followers in it: You say arrant nonsense. That has no meaning. You can't tell me what the above means. It's just non sequiturs. Not even. More like random words.

So you just say and type random fucking words all day long? You blast your shit into as many faces as you can until some of those people, like they're been brainwashed via feces, hit the like button or buy your book or hire you?

I know the answer to this question. I'm not really wondering. The answer is "Yes." All the way, "Yes."

There's an episode of Cheers where a politician comes into the bar, and Frasier thinks he's this big phony. The guy says something like, "I take a firm stand on important issues," and Frasier says, "And what issues are those?" and the guy responds, "The issues that matter most to you and your family!" Each time Frasier asks him something specific, the guy gives this non-answer.

That's what all of this is: Talking to talk. Just making sounds. To be seen. Not because you have anything to say. Not even anything coherent, let alone valuable or viable or commercial.