It's the story of a man. A man who went to war. And then went to college. And then decked a godless shithead professor. It's a feel-good story! And it went viral among God-fearing Murkans. And then Twitter got hold of it. And then it got really good.
If you want some broccoli, you'll have to get it elsewhere, because Ginnan the cat isn't sharing.
There was a time—early 2012?—when memes were "cool," and "funny." In those days, I often laughed at the memes when I came across them in my browsing, sharing them with friends via Twitter or Facebook, and even posting them on Gawker.com.
Maybe you have seen these ridiculous photos of the rich Serbian bachelor? It seems each year the meme resurfaces like an old rash, and they have been making the rounds again. But now we learn the story behind them may be weirder than they seem. According to Animal New York, the rich Serbian Bachelor is actually an Icelandic cult leader who works at a fastfood restaurant. Update: No, it's not: Animal now says it's got the wrong guy.
A beautiful thing happened on Thursday morning. The Drudge Report threw up a giant headline, “SIGN UP: 1-800-FUCKYO,” beneath a Photoshopped picture of Barack Obama holding the bell of a stethoscope. The headline linked to a Daily Caller item, published several hours prior, about Healthcare.gov’s toll-free hotline, which is 1-800-318-2596. These numbers, associate editor Katie McHugh wrote, correspond to 1-800-FUCKYO. Sort of.
Grumpy Cat, the cat who looks grumpy, is on the cover of this week's New York magazine, advertising a profile. The "estimated value" of Grumpy Cat, Ltd., the Grumpy Cat company, is $1 million.
Baauer is the 24-year-old trap-rave producer whose future-crunk behemoth “Harlem Shake” soundtracked Norwegian army drills, morning-show derp squads, school suspensions, an FAA investigation, a fiery fall, and a mass stabbing among perhaps a zillion other flash-mob dancing demonstrations, thanks to a craze perhaps orchestrated by corporations. But despite debuting at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 after chart rules changed to incorporate YouTube streams, the Brooklyn-based DJ insists that his best-known smash hasn't directly earned him money. How could that be?
World's most insufferable atheist Richard Dawkins opened Saatchi & Saatchi's New Directors Showcase at Cannes last week with a brief speech on "memes," a term and concept he introduced in his 1976 book The Selfish Gene. While the first 5 minutes of Dawkins' lecture were pretty standard fare, the last 3 minutes and 47 seconds were some kind of seapunk/EDM/psychotropic mashup, complete with Dawkins coming out to do a quick ditty on an electronic woodwind instrument at the end.
It’s been one week since Cleveland dishwasher Charles Ramsey was at home eating a Big Mac when he heard a woman's scream and immediately began a viral transformation from unsuspecting neighbor to true-crime hero to backlash target to trend-story subject to bemused celebrity. And seven days later, his face is now permanently inked on the back of some dude's leg.
Roughly 10 years ago, a 14-year-old Quebecker named Ghyslain Raza put a VHS tape into his school's video camera, grabbed a golf ball retriever, and hit record.
Internet memes are often portrayed as the last bastion of truly spontaneous culture—almost magic things that spawn haphazardly from the digital mire. This may have been somewhat true with early internet memes. (After all, what corporation would want to co-opt Goatse?) But today memes are as corporate as any other form of popular culture.
