A sad sack of shit that pretends to buy a mystery box from the deep web, pretends to witness a murder, pretends to hand the tape into the police, then pretends to get stalked, pretends to get death threats, then pretends to get kidnapped, then pretends to summon a demon, then pretends to get SWATTED, then pretends to be hacked, all the while his acting skills are that of a brain dead Kristen Steward.

A cultural and aesthetic mind-state that prioritizes making money, even as an “underground” or “radical” creator. The work isn’t made for money, but it’s the money that matters the most.