# potato head salad guy zack brown aka kickstarting priviledge > under and behind and inside everything the man took for granted something horrible had been growing > ~ i am zack's complete commitment to ego and spectacle consider the mere concept of "potato head salad kickstarter guy" needs a swift sharp philosophical knee in the vegetable sack in a terminal zeitgeist where any turbid gwat can pop forth another unwanted designer zit on the troubled backside that is modern media - along humbly swaggers zack 'danger' brown minor man of the vanishing moment all fresh faced and fratboy keen like ey just got through to the next round of a local blandly handsome contest look at ir; look at zack. firstly ir parents labelled ir "zack" - a crime against andor of reality right there with potentially disastrous existential consequences for local spacetime > today's starter for ten points zack - what percentage of a dead person's brain has to be full of dim weasel piss in order to 'invent' a potato salad kickstarter? > ~ guy smiley // video here it's the exact kind of effortlessly inane and stupefyingly irrelevant amerikan video-dromic signal which if it were to suddenly begin to play on the screen set in the back of the seat of the person in front you'd just know your plane's now going to crash as it's certainly a prime candidate for undeniable proof nothing remotely intelligent lives on this planet the ideology of kickstarter potato salad > i hereby pledge allegiance to the flag of the kickstarter of amerika and to the republic o' cash for which it stands one potato brained nation under salad infinitely divisible with a side order of 'lite' beer for all > ~ the kickstarter pledge surely it's all a bit of harmless capitalist fun in the atomizing media sun right? notice in the video how (after an awkward pause) zack explains that the money raised is all going to good causes. suddenly like a gazelle from a starting block ex democrat spin-meister george stephanopoulos replies with "i feel so much better about this" this is the ideology of kickstarter potato salad right there - of "privilege funding privilege." where already greasy hands exchange greasiness. for george something about zack's little wizard media wheeze cuts a little too close to ir unconscious bones (that is ey too suspects ir own potatoey greed and uselessness) you too can be a rich famous shameless media egotist with bleached teeth - a sim with a p.r strategy - as long as you're seen as caring about the things in life which really matter.. whatever they are. tiny philanthropic bubbles and imperfections hand made by (equally honest simple hard-working) peoples of.. wherever it wouldn't have mattered if zack had started out to give any and all the money ey made to charity. rather the ugly point is that charities have to exist precisely because zack 'potato head' danger and the spaced out pimps that fund ir vacant vacations into the hyper-capitalist netherworld of innocent viral fun have the whole sick garme already stacked in ir odds from the very beginning - a mile high bowl of dog sick that stinks to the plastic heavens simply by funding ir all backers are psychologically poised to 'defend' danger boy - that is attack others for questioning ir own seemingly natural right to indulge in ir idiocy flinging cash for cheap laughs saturday night college drunks at a pole dance club in once such startlingly aggressive display one pathological backer allegedly proclaimed "i'm giving a buck simply for the amusement and surrealism factor. and to give a big flock off to the self-righteous pissants out there" oh passive-aggressive backer of allegedly surreal salad - where art all these raving self-righteous pissants of which thou speaketh with such menace? if anything what's actually surreal about zack and ir tasteless salad conception is that anyone finds anything remotely surreal or amusing about or in it at all helping zack live the dream(tm) > pleased with yourself little man? > ~ roy batty kickstarter salad; it's like something talented genius james franco might come up while on the media toilet - simply for teh richboy lulz. of course the equally talented amanda f#ing palmer agrees with potato head since media stunts like this keep ir / holy reptile l. ron blumquist in the red funding manner to which they're accustomed of course the deadpan non-irony is that everyone who helps people like zack 'live ir dream' is already living in exactly the same simulated universe as ir - one of easy pink glow self satisfied ultra privilege where friends enjoy new houses featuring disproportionately large bathrooms - and you all stand around hi-fiving and (unlike most everyone else) are able to imagine whatever you want to fill it with; cocaine faeces smeared 100 dollar bills body parts of servants potato salad - the empty sum total of your vacated existence - anything you want baby this trip is all about you / your dreams your way - your salad vido here > hey internet. > ~ zack brown who or what zack is referring to? one wonders if ey remotely understands what ir's dealing with - and what ir's already fully immersed in. careful salad boy. roman gladiatorial crowds were less fickle another thing is this guy's name - probably already forgotten - is not forever linked to potato salad. in fact in a recent search for ir name nothing at all came up - unless one added potato salad. that's.. unfortunate? what zack's statement that "i did it for the pure enjoyment and silliness of life" really means is "i'm able to do stuff like this because my ultra-priviledged life / system enables me to" - a life consisting of little but the blind pursuit of pure salady enjoyment and savage 'hipster' puerility. after all when you already have everything (everyone else needs but can't have) what's a little scoop of potato salad between (rich) smiling friends? it's all so clever so innocent and seemingly without consequence - so viciously harmless in your automated assumption that a potato salad kickster's so harmlessly enjoyable - and must (at all costs and at all times) be enjoyed utterly by everyone infected by its crass viral stupidity zack has stated "it's what has allowed us to have this moment what is sacred to us. we love to connect with people" sacred? love? this sounds like freaky fame-based cult speak delusions of salady grandeur from what might be a stand alone complex; a random - yet given the strict coordinates of a system and how it naturally dysfunctions - often inevitable emergent phenomenon perhaps the fact so many players find it so easy to guffaw along at what seems a mere bowl of potato salad is itself the dull sound of a silent warning being struck // republic of bob