Hobofabe
(From “kayfabe” in
wrestling, meaning a “work.” (Sequel to “gayfabe,” nearly 20 years later.)
An act of performing poverty, houselessness, or street affiliation while secretly cushioned by resources,
trust funds, or family money. Hobofabe is equal parts beer-can theatre and martyr cosplay: you sit with the ragged people, talk about disability claims, or crash at Catholic Charities — but you’re never fully in it. You’re rehearsing ruin with an escape hatch.
Victor edition: Park-bench prophet. Treats the semi-housed as pets, practices his lines with beer cans, and stares into the abyss for
dramaturgy points.
Chris edition: Early-60s trust fund nepo-baby. Dad’s a multimillionaire reverse-mortgage kingpin. Still chooses Catholic Charities dorm life over rent — not out of need, but for the aesthetic.
Don’t buy the whole ‘I’m
disabled, pass me a can’ routine. That’s just hobofabe. He’ll be back in a condo once the act wears off.”
“Chris’s hobofabe is strong — Catholic Charities by night,
inheritance by day.”
“Victor’s hobofabe run is live again: bench, beer, broken souls as props.”
Victor’s hobofabe is longer running than his AA
attendance record.”
