“This was at a Know Your Meme party at the Museum of the Moving Image in NYC. They had a gallery of memes hanging on the wall. I noticed my wife was wearing a red dress so I suggested she pose in front of the girl in the photo. While I was taking her picture someone came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in it, so I hopped in. Then the girl in blue walked up and said, “Hey! Let me be the other girl!” The whole thing was spontaneous and random, and of course it happened on the one day in my life I’m not wearing a plaid shirt.“ (x)
if u told me in 2008 that in 2018 there would be a know your meme party AT A MUSEUM and not in some fedora-wearing-pony-fuckers basement i would have instantly burst into flames like a phoenix and be reborn as someone who could handle this
I mean, in the current and very bleak political climate, almost entirely enabled by the cynicism and deception that has run rife across social media, it’s easy to fall for anything. But in that vein I think a lot of people still do what they can to choose joy, especially if it means using the same weaponised tactics that cause so much upset to spark just a moment of baffled amusement?
There’s this really good thoughtpiece I spotted on Medium recently about how Rick Rolling is one of the only real harmless bits of deception we can pull off on the internet in this day and age, and how it exists as a relic of a pre-cult-of-personality digital era. It’s weird how far we’ve come in a decade.
i'll apple your turnover 