TikTok fame celebrates a different kind of mediocrity, though, the kind where “relatability” means adhering to the internet’s fluctuating beauty standards and approachable upper-middle-classness and never saying anything that might indicate a personality. This, as opposed to the kind of relatability you get from hearing someone articulate a specific feeling or watching someone else experience a similar kind of mundanity you recognize in your own life. The songs, the shows, and the specials to come out of TikTok fame feel hollow, the opposite of good art, which has a point of view and a meaning beyond itself.
On the terrible whiteness of.
Also, this is probably the first time I’ve ever seen Sarah Cooper described as someone whose
hacky lip syncs to Trump speeches made her beloved among resistance boomers which, uh. As someone who never “got” Cooper’s shtick, but whose resistance boomer mother loves it, I find deeply hashtag-relatable.