HOT DAMN #36 — The “HERE IN MY GARAGE” Guy

LIFE’S WONDERS PRAISED IN SUGGESTIVE, ODDBALL, AND NONSENSE WAYS

As a counterpoint to my usual cynical antics, I’ve committed myself to a weekly, year-long discussion of my life’s joys.  But, never one for the more traditional approaches, I intend to keep things a little off side, a tad outlandish, and always one foot outside of polite company.

//THE “HERE IN MY GARAGE” GUY//

You’ve likely seen this guy’s YouTube ads.

His name is Tai Lopez and he wants you to know that he owns a Lamborghini. Oh, but he doesn’t care about his Lamborghini. What he cares about is “knowledge.” That’s why he just installed seven new bookcases for the two-thousand new books he just bought. And why, of all places, are those bookcases set up in his garage?

Good question.

But, hey, forget that. Did you know he has a Lamborghini? It’s great for driving up in the Hollywood Hills.

Tai Lopez: about to drop some “Knowledge”

Lopez is like the guy who buys a flea market print of the Mona Lisa because he’s trying to convince a hot girl that he’s super into art. He’s a conman, and his conning is just a little too obvious. We all know he’s trying to sell us something. Actually, the only person impressed with his ad is most likely himself.

And just what exactly is this guy trying to sell us? A paid, monthly subscription to his mentorship program. After all, we too could know his level of wealth; we just have to follow his 67 steps to success.

Riiiiiiight.

Still, here I am, placing Mr. Tai Lopez in the #36 spot of my life’s joys. Why? Because he’s so transparently douchey that I can’t help but be amused by him. It’s like watching a scrawny teenage boy strut like a peacock while thinking he’s badass as hell, what with his gang signs and all.

The other thing, though, is that everybody seems to know this guy, or at least know his douchey ads. They’ve become ubiquitous. In the past I might not have had anything to talk with you about, as there was no common ground between us. Now, I just have to mention the “Here in my garage” guy and we suddenly have something to share.

That’s because it’s a shared experience. It’s like we’ve gone to war together. We are a few, a happy few, a band of brothers . . . minus the courage, sacrifice, and heroics. Still . . .

What it comes down to is this: the internet is a terrible place, a place where we lose our real face to face connections with each other. But maybe this once it can be used for good. Maybe it can unite us.

Just something to think about. Because, you know . . . KNOWLEDGE!

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