I personally am not a fan of Snoop Dogg or Kim Kardashian because they both remind me that there are celebrities who are desperately trying to do anything to keep up their fame statuses. Snoop Dogg or less famously known as Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Jr., is an overaged, wannabe still "rad" rapper who temporarily changed his name to "Snoop Lion" then to "Snoopzilla" for merely hoping to rebrand himself as a chance to a new generational love.
I love how Kaydee Nance mentions in her blog on being "Always On" about makeup tutorials and how they, and many other non-unique content floods our eyes. She says, "There is a misfiring in both the connections and the assumptions that Instagram makes because the content is just not meeting my expectations in what is should be to be entertaining and worth connecting with." All while I internally thank Kaydee for the accurate depiction of my sour attitude towards Instagram and many other social media accounts that I unfortunately have, I see something worth a #SMH. While I'm trying to quickly scroll through my Instagram feed to ignore the obsessive, irrelevant posts by "The" Snoop, I see this catastrophe.
Thanks, Dogg. Never have I ever before wanted more than to see you on makeup reference memes.
To distract myself from the treacherous "Snoopzilla" as he terrorizes the Instagrams of the not-so-innocent civilians bragging on themselves, I am reminded of the pictures that Kim Kardashian posts. While many to most of these pictures need to be shielded from small children's eyes, Kim K's butt crack or boobage pictures where the things are going to pop at any given movement is nearly impossible to miss. Seemingly completely egotistic, Kim doesn't seem to hesitate to post 99% naked pictures of herself and only herself for a friend's birthday. It is as if Kim is saying, "Happy birthday, not-at-all-important person! As my gift to you, I will share this picture of a string wrapped around my body and your shadow in the background!"
Oh wait, she did.
I am not sure if there is some sexual desire for all of the world to follow her, or that the "normal" humans just have nothing better to do than stalk celebrities' Instagrams. As Katie Gatto so perfectly explains in her blog 24 Hours, "If there wasn’t this need to create and keep relationships with people, we wouldn’t care so much as to what goes on in their lives. Without the curiosity in other people’s live no one would feel the need to stay connected, or worry about being “always on”." We are simply trying to make ourselves seem more interesting by "who we know", or "who we follow".
Much to my surprise, or lack of update on current pop-culture, I just found out that there is a second oddly named heir of the Kardashian-West family dynasty. All I have to say is I am so sorry to poor little North West and Saint West. Your parents have hated you since before the days in the womb.