How to Make it in America
I wouldn’t watch that show How to Make it in America if it came with a free subscription to HBO. There’s no fucking way. I can’t think of a less appealing idea to me than to show the guts of a hustle. The whole point of a hustle is that you make it up as you go along; plan it to much, and a hustle it ceases to be (in this way, a hustle is kind of like a blog post). And for me to have any interest in watching some kids try to peddle skinny jeans to earn “respect” over money is just pushing it beyond absurd. Well no: those would be the ads all over town, which are sure to be meant as aspirational for every “wanna make it” kid in a 10 mile radius, but the joke is that every one of those kids has got enough money to burn that they’ll never have to live this kind of life and won’t see the point in learning about it. If they really wanted to, they could walk onto the street and try to do something. Maybe they do for a few weeks at a time, but they’ll get bored soon enough, and return to boring the shit out of the rest of us.