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Sunday, July 24, 2011

The One About Fameballs, Famewhores, and Twitter Icons

It's been a while since something new was up here. Not my fault, however.

Blame Noble.

Once he started being emo, he couldn't be my muse anymore.

Anyway, that’s not why we are here today.
An icon where? What?

The other day, I was thinking about that ynaija website and its role in the creation of Nigerian fameballs. If you read gawker before that shitty redesign, you’d know what a fameball is. But if you didn’t/don’t, I’ll give you a lowdown on what it takes to be a fameball.

An unquenchable desire for fame: Obviously. It is what drives all fameballs.
Shamelessness: Your desire for fame must be greater than that voice in your head screaming, "Stop; you look like an idiot."
A lack of redeeming talents: This isn't the Nobel Prize, okay? If you're a shameless fame whore but you also, say, cured cancer, one could argue that your talent is being properly appreciated. This will not do.
An abundance of non-redeeming talents: These may include, but are not limited to: oversharing, self-regard, delusions of grandeur, superficial physical attractiveness, a ridiculous distinctive personal fashion trademark, the ability to talk about oneself without end, conspicuously false modesty, and sluttiness and/or man-whorishness.

Are we on the same page now? Yes? Good.

This is a good thing…in a way. It means the #NigerianInternet is growing. But this is also means the chance of stupid shit happening just went up.

Oh. Look. There’s a Boko Haram blog.

Very soon, Nigerian girls will get modeling gigs off twitter avatars. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. You don’t want to carry last when the time comes.

The internet just got very real.

1 comment:

  1. This is hilarious! The whole twitter "celeb" thing is just dumb!