I spent most of this past weekend watching documentary footage of the Apollo 11 moon landing, marveling at the brilliance of the scientific minds that conquered the vast unknown and put a man on the moon using not much more than curiosity, assumption, hypotheticals and a slide rule. With great minds like that there is hope for us all. Then there's Jessy Taylor.
The stripper/prostitute/fast food worker turned Instagram model who had her account deleted because of registered complaints and her subsequent meltdown which can only be described as glorious.
So what does an “influencer" do when their primary vehicle of influence gets deleted? They change social media platforms of course. Thankfully for all of us Jessy took to YouTube to reach inform us of the depths of despair she has sunken to now that she has lost everything in the world that matters to her most - her followers. Because without them she would be nothing. Without them she would have to go back to turning tricks on the street, or even worse, work a 9 to 5 job.
Oh the humanity!
And while she is clueless, she has no understanding of life’s big picture and what does and does not matter in this world, I’ve got to hand it to her, she is incredibly self-aware. A trait woefully lacking in many of the younger generation. She fully admits she has no job qualifications, is completely worthless and brings nothing to the table. Zero. She even pulls the Seinfeld “not that there’s anything wrong with that” defense after besmirching the reputation of people who work at McDonald’s.
Poor Jessy. She's not work material, she will never be work material and sadly, she will never know the joy of being a part of a team of great minds that will boldly go where no man has gone before. But at least she’s not a meth whore, so she’s got that going for her.