Rich brats who know their ideas suck grasping at relevance. Too retarded and void of artistic talent to pull off Artaud so they try to aestheticize a co-opted and diluted 4chan stream of consciousness. They can't even do fascism well because their sponsors are all rich ironic faggy NYC Jews whose prerogatives hinge on the H-word. It's also why we won't stop hearing about BAP and that disgusting greaseball Yarvin -- it's great misdirection! It's also why Dasha is too much of a pussy to go full Mel Gibson with her Catholic bit. Toilet paper aesthetics covering the unearned prerogatives of a class, and the rot and schizoid LARP is too central to the entire scene's psychology for it to ever be a cohesive enough project. Materially and ideologically the Birthright babies want it both ways, but increasingly get greedy and overplay their hands. Gay!
this shit is stupid. they’re not fascist and he’s not communist. they’re all just rich kids entitled to their opinions, but pretending it matters outside their circlejerk is deluded. overreaction to Actors, or not, it’s not like that movie DID anything or DIDN’T, the “downtown scene” is one incestuous orgy, which is why it isn’t a scene, just a high school social club. like this article has 15 likes. to be clear though i’m very invested, why else would i keep up with this stupid shit. and i liked scary of 61st.
just finished. this is it – your masterpiece so far, not just a return to form but a stunning advancement of it. you can write all manner of silly shit about fanfic andy warhol if it means you come up with one of these every now and again, as far as i’m concerned. it’s incredible to see that when a genuinely talented person finally enters a complete vacuum of a ‘scene’ – even one talented in a less immediate and flashy form like writing – they can so completely and utterly dominate it. once you’ve finished exposing these embarrassing frauds for what they are, i’m heartened to know you will have no trouble finding subjects far worthier of your mind and time.
one suggestion: if you haven’t already, begin passively recording everything. and keep screenshots of all text exchanges, etc. these adult children are a low and desperate lot of ego-wounded wannabes, but they have access to deep pockets and capable legal teams (mostly per their parents and family connections, which they like to gussy up in post-ironic allusions to “thiel bucks” etc) and once you reach a certain altitude above them they will absolutely not hesitate to do whatever they can to bring you back down to their level (even if it involves tearful pleas to daddy and lying about you in court). i suspect here your family background may prove a useful buffer, but either way, you ought to protect yourself and keep records of the truths you draw upon to land these mortal blows.
The fact that they tried to get Nick Mullen, a guy who is famous for being really good at bullying people, to bully you on their behalf, and he politely demurred, is honestly as funny as that clip of Alex Jones in court
This is a fantastic piece of writing because Crumps' masochism on the page is truly boundless. Every aside feels like another vector for Crumps' defeat and for building this image of himself a complete mumsy-boy bitch. The extended diatribes that ensure making sure he's buddying up with nobody Bushwick libs; the fact that he knowingly walks into an attempt to be publicly humiliated in order to document his public humiliation; getting shit on by everyone in every interaction he has; his INTERNALLY REHEARSING HIS STATEMENT; the fact that he has this level of investment in a "scene" which is, by all accounts, including his own, the epitome of vapidity; and -- maybe most incredibly -- his invocation of the Ion Pack losers' parents, relative to his own parents. Crumps comes off like someone would genuinely say, "Why, I never!" if you asked to copy his homework. I don't know if Crumps is unafraid to look like a dweeb, if he is intentionally looking like a dweeb, or if he just put his blinders on and trudged forward, but this positioning does incredible things for him. Why is this? Because, fundamentally, there are worse things than being a dweeb.
If you enter a ninth grade social studies classroom, and some glue-eating third-tier choir kid with neon hair is yelling about how Hitler was right, and a little proto-valedictorian bitchboy says, "Please, teacher, allow me time for a retort!," You (in this case, an ostensibly normal person) instinctively recognize that both of these people are complete fucking losers, but that the former is more of a loser. There's being incendiary and there's being a fucking moron. The aspirational Steve Roggenbucks on display here, obviously, want you to not know if they're being incendiary or if they're literally dumb. I do wholly believe that these morons are genuinely intimidated by Crumps' intelligence. Crumps is a giant bitch, but he's definitely a smart guy -- this is a fantastic, engaging, well-developed piece of writing which (I believe) will ultimately serve as the definitive postmortem on the "Dimes Square" moment. And, honestly, if Crumps made any serious attempt at obscuring the fact that he is a gigantic bitch, I wouldn't have enjoyed reading this.
Of course, the real winners here are the two Nicks, who, unlike anyone else in this story, could both plausibly (and rightfully) get a job in television that wouldn't go away after a year. That's why they left, because they don't actually have anything to gain by being there, professionally speaking.
These are people taking an active role in accelerating the hyperreal take over of reality. Irony becomes meta-irony which enters a closed circuit constantly and intentionally erasing meaning. What we see with this art is a horrific amalgamation of truth and fiction destined to be the smoking gun of the apocolypse.
This is great. Two flavours of pseud going head to head to reveal how completely vapid both are. I'm not being sarcastic, this is a really incredible piece of writing. Sometimes a bad writer writes a great piece that is only great because of the writer's unique faults.
You can pack it in writing wise, making this is probably the reason you exist, cosmically.
it’s hilarious that they pretend your review is solely responsible for her movie getting deplatformed. it is an inherently irredeemable piece of shit (just like its creators and backers), and were it not for your review then it would’ve wilted upon its next exposure to the light beyond the gutter depths of this fake ‘downtown’ ‘scene.’ instead of demanding an apology, they should thank you — your fair and lucid review was the single best thing to ever come from the ‘careers’ of betsey brown, peter vack, curtis everett pawley, kj rothweiler, all of their rich and depraved parent-underwriters, et al.
Why do you think anyone cares about this??? Nobody is paying attention to this New York friendgroup feud bullshit. This is not politics. None of this is art. None of this is cultural critique. Please get a real job. All of you.
Excellent piece. As an urban researcher and "normie lib" LES resident, I have become very interested in this scene's implications for the neighborhood and the city as a whole. In particular, there is an interesting gentrification angle to all of this: the naked embrace of the colonialist undertones of being a gentrifier via the interest in Moldbug and his ilk by the local gentrifier creative class, the intersection of VC, conservative money and real estate to astroturf a micro-neighborhood, and the symbolic implications of a scene of this nature laying roots in a neighborhood so tied to NY's history as a city of immigrants.
You lay out a harrowing depiction. of these people in this piece and why they are terrifying. I shudder to think what will happen culturally if the astroturfing worked and Dimes Square becomes the cultural vanguard they so desperately want to be.
That Thiel doles out money to these dullards makes me second guess his influence. Of course he's a billionaire, a monster; he's much more powerful than any of us will ever be. Still, I doubt if he was as dangerous as people think he is, he'd be turning to a gaggle of Brooklyn based posters to cook up new ideological justifications for his many sins. If fascism comes to America, we'll watch on TV like we do everything else. There will still be MasterCard commercials, too, but they probably won't feature gay interracial couples anymore.
I believe it was John Dolan who said good art can be honest or something genuinely new. To be new is to transgress. If the last 50 years has taught us anything, cultural transgression of any kind is now impossible under capitalism. The last vestments of bourgeois propriety were ripped away a long time ago, all that is solid melts into air, blah blah blah. As far as I can tell, this scene is trying to do Cum Town, but smart somehow. Cum Town is funny because it's like listening to the dumb bullshit you and your friends say to each other on a porch somewhere (more likely, what you would say to your friends, if you had them, or did say to them, at one point, before everyone drifted away). That's not transgressive, it's just a friendship simulator. None of the leftist podcasts are transgressive, either. It's just that sometimes, they're funny.
Finally, when I was in my early twenties, I nursed vague dreams of moving to New York and becoming a writer of some kind. Instead, I had multiple psychotic breaks, and then I tried to kill myself. After a long time in the hospital, I moved in with my parents and worked food service jobs and in call centers. I worked really hard, got a grip on my mental health - I'm happy to say I live on my own and am in a stable relationship. Crumplar is a good, insightful writer. With that in mind, now that I know about this stuff, I can honestly say I wish my suicide attempt had been successful, or that, at the very least, I was still living with my parents, my mind so dulled by anti-psychotics that I was incapable of understanding any of it.
All the "hurdurrrr none of this matters only like 5 people saw Actors" people should have shared that take under the article about Actors, no? I find it hard to believe anyone dropping that sentiment here "doesn't care about any of these rich kids and this stupid scene", if that's you, you're not fooling anyone and we can all see you actually fuck with the rich kids who just got served.
This is really a brilliant piece of writing. I appreciate that your sincerity has allowed you to resist the appealing aspect of this scene despite your proximity to its seductions. I pray that Honor does not fall too deep, she has a good heart and I don’t want to her to become a lost soul like Dasha Nekrasova
Really can't stand this NYC crowd of cool kid podcasting freaks and I enjoyed reading about your horrible experience with them, I thought it was very well written. Still unclear on whether they have actual thoughts/feelings, they seem like aliens to me
Rich brats who know their ideas suck grasping at relevance. Too retarded and void of artistic talent to pull off Artaud so they try to aestheticize a co-opted and diluted 4chan stream of consciousness. They can't even do fascism well because their sponsors are all rich ironic faggy NYC Jews whose prerogatives hinge on the H-word. It's also why we won't stop hearing about BAP and that disgusting greaseball Yarvin -- it's great misdirection! It's also why Dasha is too much of a pussy to go full Mel Gibson with her Catholic bit. Toilet paper aesthetics covering the unearned prerogatives of a class, and the rot and schizoid LARP is too central to the entire scene's psychology for it to ever be a cohesive enough project. Materially and ideologically the Birthright babies want it both ways, but increasingly get greedy and overplay their hands. Gay!
this shit is stupid. they’re not fascist and he’s not communist. they’re all just rich kids entitled to their opinions, but pretending it matters outside their circlejerk is deluded. overreaction to Actors, or not, it’s not like that movie DID anything or DIDN’T, the “downtown scene” is one incestuous orgy, which is why it isn’t a scene, just a high school social club. like this article has 15 likes. to be clear though i’m very invested, why else would i keep up with this stupid shit. and i liked scary of 61st.
just finished. this is it – your masterpiece so far, not just a return to form but a stunning advancement of it. you can write all manner of silly shit about fanfic andy warhol if it means you come up with one of these every now and again, as far as i’m concerned. it’s incredible to see that when a genuinely talented person finally enters a complete vacuum of a ‘scene’ – even one talented in a less immediate and flashy form like writing – they can so completely and utterly dominate it. once you’ve finished exposing these embarrassing frauds for what they are, i’m heartened to know you will have no trouble finding subjects far worthier of your mind and time.
one suggestion: if you haven’t already, begin passively recording everything. and keep screenshots of all text exchanges, etc. these adult children are a low and desperate lot of ego-wounded wannabes, but they have access to deep pockets and capable legal teams (mostly per their parents and family connections, which they like to gussy up in post-ironic allusions to “thiel bucks” etc) and once you reach a certain altitude above them they will absolutely not hesitate to do whatever they can to bring you back down to their level (even if it involves tearful pleas to daddy and lying about you in court). i suspect here your family background may prove a useful buffer, but either way, you ought to protect yourself and keep records of the truths you draw upon to land these mortal blows.
The fact that they tried to get Nick Mullen, a guy who is famous for being really good at bullying people, to bully you on their behalf, and he politely demurred, is honestly as funny as that clip of Alex Jones in court
Damn crumps ur wild for this one. pure insanity. keep it coming
This is a fantastic piece of writing because Crumps' masochism on the page is truly boundless. Every aside feels like another vector for Crumps' defeat and for building this image of himself a complete mumsy-boy bitch. The extended diatribes that ensure making sure he's buddying up with nobody Bushwick libs; the fact that he knowingly walks into an attempt to be publicly humiliated in order to document his public humiliation; getting shit on by everyone in every interaction he has; his INTERNALLY REHEARSING HIS STATEMENT; the fact that he has this level of investment in a "scene" which is, by all accounts, including his own, the epitome of vapidity; and -- maybe most incredibly -- his invocation of the Ion Pack losers' parents, relative to his own parents. Crumps comes off like someone would genuinely say, "Why, I never!" if you asked to copy his homework. I don't know if Crumps is unafraid to look like a dweeb, if he is intentionally looking like a dweeb, or if he just put his blinders on and trudged forward, but this positioning does incredible things for him. Why is this? Because, fundamentally, there are worse things than being a dweeb.
If you enter a ninth grade social studies classroom, and some glue-eating third-tier choir kid with neon hair is yelling about how Hitler was right, and a little proto-valedictorian bitchboy says, "Please, teacher, allow me time for a retort!," You (in this case, an ostensibly normal person) instinctively recognize that both of these people are complete fucking losers, but that the former is more of a loser. There's being incendiary and there's being a fucking moron. The aspirational Steve Roggenbucks on display here, obviously, want you to not know if they're being incendiary or if they're literally dumb. I do wholly believe that these morons are genuinely intimidated by Crumps' intelligence. Crumps is a giant bitch, but he's definitely a smart guy -- this is a fantastic, engaging, well-developed piece of writing which (I believe) will ultimately serve as the definitive postmortem on the "Dimes Square" moment. And, honestly, if Crumps made any serious attempt at obscuring the fact that he is a gigantic bitch, I wouldn't have enjoyed reading this.
Of course, the real winners here are the two Nicks, who, unlike anyone else in this story, could both plausibly (and rightfully) get a job in television that wouldn't go away after a year. That's why they left, because they don't actually have anything to gain by being there, professionally speaking.
These are people taking an active role in accelerating the hyperreal take over of reality. Irony becomes meta-irony which enters a closed circuit constantly and intentionally erasing meaning. What we see with this art is a horrific amalgamation of truth and fiction destined to be the smoking gun of the apocolypse.
This is great. Two flavours of pseud going head to head to reveal how completely vapid both are. I'm not being sarcastic, this is a really incredible piece of writing. Sometimes a bad writer writes a great piece that is only great because of the writer's unique faults.
You can pack it in writing wise, making this is probably the reason you exist, cosmically.
it’s hilarious that they pretend your review is solely responsible for her movie getting deplatformed. it is an inherently irredeemable piece of shit (just like its creators and backers), and were it not for your review then it would’ve wilted upon its next exposure to the light beyond the gutter depths of this fake ‘downtown’ ‘scene.’ instead of demanding an apology, they should thank you — your fair and lucid review was the single best thing to ever come from the ‘careers’ of betsey brown, peter vack, curtis everett pawley, kj rothweiler, all of their rich and depraved parent-underwriters, et al.
Dam the comment section lit
Why do you think anyone cares about this??? Nobody is paying attention to this New York friendgroup feud bullshit. This is not politics. None of this is art. None of this is cultural critique. Please get a real job. All of you.
Excellent piece. As an urban researcher and "normie lib" LES resident, I have become very interested in this scene's implications for the neighborhood and the city as a whole. In particular, there is an interesting gentrification angle to all of this: the naked embrace of the colonialist undertones of being a gentrifier via the interest in Moldbug and his ilk by the local gentrifier creative class, the intersection of VC, conservative money and real estate to astroturf a micro-neighborhood, and the symbolic implications of a scene of this nature laying roots in a neighborhood so tied to NY's history as a city of immigrants.
You lay out a harrowing depiction. of these people in this piece and why they are terrifying. I shudder to think what will happen culturally if the astroturfing worked and Dimes Square becomes the cultural vanguard they so desperately want to be.
That Thiel doles out money to these dullards makes me second guess his influence. Of course he's a billionaire, a monster; he's much more powerful than any of us will ever be. Still, I doubt if he was as dangerous as people think he is, he'd be turning to a gaggle of Brooklyn based posters to cook up new ideological justifications for his many sins. If fascism comes to America, we'll watch on TV like we do everything else. There will still be MasterCard commercials, too, but they probably won't feature gay interracial couples anymore.
I believe it was John Dolan who said good art can be honest or something genuinely new. To be new is to transgress. If the last 50 years has taught us anything, cultural transgression of any kind is now impossible under capitalism. The last vestments of bourgeois propriety were ripped away a long time ago, all that is solid melts into air, blah blah blah. As far as I can tell, this scene is trying to do Cum Town, but smart somehow. Cum Town is funny because it's like listening to the dumb bullshit you and your friends say to each other on a porch somewhere (more likely, what you would say to your friends, if you had them, or did say to them, at one point, before everyone drifted away). That's not transgressive, it's just a friendship simulator. None of the leftist podcasts are transgressive, either. It's just that sometimes, they're funny.
Finally, when I was in my early twenties, I nursed vague dreams of moving to New York and becoming a writer of some kind. Instead, I had multiple psychotic breaks, and then I tried to kill myself. After a long time in the hospital, I moved in with my parents and worked food service jobs and in call centers. I worked really hard, got a grip on my mental health - I'm happy to say I live on my own and am in a stable relationship. Crumplar is a good, insightful writer. With that in mind, now that I know about this stuff, I can honestly say I wish my suicide attempt had been successful, or that, at the very least, I was still living with my parents, my mind so dulled by anti-psychotics that I was incapable of understanding any of it.
All the "hurdurrrr none of this matters only like 5 people saw Actors" people should have shared that take under the article about Actors, no? I find it hard to believe anyone dropping that sentiment here "doesn't care about any of these rich kids and this stupid scene", if that's you, you're not fooling anyone and we can all see you actually fuck with the rich kids who just got served.
This is really a brilliant piece of writing. I appreciate that your sincerity has allowed you to resist the appealing aspect of this scene despite your proximity to its seductions. I pray that Honor does not fall too deep, she has a good heart and I don’t want to her to become a lost soul like Dasha Nekrasova
Really can't stand this NYC crowd of cool kid podcasting freaks and I enjoyed reading about your horrible experience with them, I thought it was very well written. Still unclear on whether they have actual thoughts/feelings, they seem like aliens to me