Five-Hundred Word Challenge 354: Famous for Some Reason

Once upon a time in a land far away from where I am currently sitting there was a person of considerable stature for no apparent reason other than the fact that they were considerable and had good posture, or something. I don’t really know. No-one really knew as to why this person was held in high regard, but they all held said person in high regard.

There was no real beginning to where they came from or no feat that they had achieved that had warranted their being well-known and famous. It just was. One day they were not in the public eye, then the next they were everywhere.

Said person was adored and loathed in almost equal measure. There was something that induced revulsion in many whenever they were mentioned or seen, but plenty of others were able to conveniently ignore this and celebrate the person for whom they were.

They stood tall as an idol for something, although no one was really sure as to what. Their stature allowed them to market themselves with products that were not necessarily good, but attracted a high price due to the name attached to them.

Some would buy these in droves whilst others would turn away with disgust.

As time passed, the person would try and pose themselves as something that needed to be seen or followed, drawing more and more attention away from things that needed to be addressed. It was although people would successfully delude themselves into believing that following a person who seemed to personify a vapid, empty lifestyle of excess and detachment from the reality that needed to be faced and worked with every day was far better than growing as people and in turn spreading the empty, vapid lifestyle that did little more than set people up for some sort of failure as they grew more and more attached to image and less attached to the idea of being credible people worthy of being considered upstanding and respectable people.

And slowly the vapidity of this person grew, as did their ego.  More and more people gave them attention, whether it be love or hate and stronger the platform of this person grew.

There was no reason for them being famous other than that they were famous. There was no reason for people to keep on paying attention to them, other than the fact that they knew how to market themselves.

As time went on and the more attention this person was given, the less thought people gave to what was immediately around them and, in turn, society began to unravel and breed a generation of people who sought vapid, empty pursuits in the name of attention.

And soon less and less people were able to function under actual pressure and did more and more. The saviour had opened many minds to the pursuit of plastic and hollow being, and the world was saved as thoughtful people were removed and the remainder of society descended into shallowness.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 10:01:49

Well that got a bit dark.

Quite unexpected, to be honest.

I set out to write something that was just a mass of words and ended up with something fairly serious.

It is still poorly-written.

Written at work.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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