Smash Mouth performing at Sturgis (and their callous disregard for a deadly pandemic that has killed hundreds of thousands in the US and globally) aside, I will have a soft spot in my heart for them. Their borderline trutherism over the virus has cooled my admiration for them considerably, of course. But what they did at the outset of this decade was destroy cool, cynical detachment with aggressive earnestness.

I'm an internet old timer who was on Something Awful before the diaspora triggered by effective moderation scattered the neo-dadaist posters to the four corner of the web. As such, I have always maintained a familiarity and sometime friendship with various former members. This is all to say that I know of many of the members of the awkwardly anointed Weird Twitter. They're a strange hodgepodge who invented shitposting before shitposting was shitposting, who tried to one up each other with gross out and bizarre imagery and copypastas and trolling.

I can tell you with no uncertain degree of confidence that many of them were dealing with some sort of pain. A lot of them dealt with mental illness, physical disabilities, intense loneliness, abuse, neglect, alcoholism, you name it. But it was very hard to grab a sincere moment from any of them because this was how they coped with the world. They indulged in the ego defense mechanism of simply not thinking about it to unhealthy extremes. It helped to soothe the self-loathing and self-pity.

It was out of this crucible of Schadenfreude that Weird Twitter and Something Awful contributor Jon Hedren (going by @fart on Twitter) came up with a joke. That joke was that he would pay the lead singer of Smash Mouth to eat 24 eggs. It was a comically small amount of money, $20.

But it's not that simple, is it? Hedren didn't pick someone he admired--in fact, I am loath to believe that Hedren really admires anyone. Smash Mouth, especially at the start of the 2010s, was a punchline. Even then, something of a lazy one. So in the public sphere of Twitter, Hedren thought it would be funny to target what he saw to be low-hanging fruit for a dumb, cheap joke. This joke was clearly meant to be ameliorative. After all, Hedren hadn't written the hacky Shrek anthem "All Star"! People could laugh at this and he could make a quick article, and that's that.

And this is why I admire Steve Harwell, even despite his recent idiocy.

Despite his best attempts to ignore it, a vocal contingent of Twitter folks kept reminding him about Hedren's challenge until he ended up parlaying it into a charity event hosted by his friend, Guy Fieri, at the opening of his new restaurant.

Gamely, he attempted to eat 24 eggs and failed, but others helped. Money was raised for charity. Hedren, who showed up looking very uncomfortable hiding behind his iPhone, attempted to recast the event heroically on Vice. The video speaks for itself: Harwell is surrounded by friends and fans and admirers, raises money for charity, makes people laugh, and has a good day. Hedren skulks about nervously like he's holding in hot panic diarrhea while a shark mascot dances around him.

Sincerity won the day.

Listen, I enjoy a good joke, I love a good rip on people, and cynicism is my fucking anthem. I don't trust anything that anyone says is good and popular. I'm a bone-drenched iconoclast to the core. But I need to remember to pull my head out of my ass and not be like Hedren was that day. I gotta have fun and stop mainlining irony to dull my pain. Harwell had a really good day just being a real person engaging with people genuinely, even in the face of blistering contempt masquerading as offbeat humor.

I don't wanna be like that. I wanted to be a real and genuine person too. That's why I took off the slow deadly drip of irony. I realized I was just finding a way to isolate myself from the world so I didn't get hurt by it. And it didn't do a damn bit of good anyway.

Dose makes the poison. Be careful.

  • gayhobbes [he/him]
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    4 years ago

    I’ll appreciate the chance to ask someone wiser than me some other questions I always had

    Ha you're sweet but I am not wiser.

    Going meta^4, would this differentiation only be valid in the eyes of a human? Since according to our current understanding of science that I know of (quark theory, atomic theory) on a subatomic level myself, yourself, a tissuebox, and the bed are all one and the same. In the fact that we are made out of the same subatomic building blocks (quarks -> electron,proton,neutron -> atoms -> molecules -> etc…).

    I think the differentiation exists among all things. On a base level I think there's consciousness and there's sapience, and consciousness belongs to more than we think it does. Beyond science as a frame, existence is not entirely clear. We know the physical world exists, but what's it actually made of? I think the deeper we look the more particles we'll find. We'll never entirely peel back the onion. We'll also never fully see the entire universe. Things are much bigger and much smaller than we think. But yeah, the point being that we all have some base consciousness makes sense to me.

    What do you think happens when we die? Where do you think we go? There is a model of the human body as a complex robotic system, with how we think, feel, act, and even “are” limited/based of our “hardware” (nerves within muscles, eyes, ears, nose, stomach, intestinal second brain, etc.) and resulting “software” (neural networks within the brain). This is evidenced by those experiencing the terrifying agony of debilitating neurological conditions such as alzheimers loosing “themselves” due to a degeneration of the brain. But what happens when this system shuts down completely? These questions scare the absolute shit out of me if I think about them before sleep.

    I've been thinking a lot about the way time works. We may die and move on to something else because this entire system is a simulation or a conceived reality or it's also possible that we simply cease to exist, or our consciousness diffuses into the surrounding world. I dunno. I do think though that since all time has already occurred, we may just slide back around and have this life over and over. Or we might die, cease to exist for an eternity, and then time loops around and has itself the exact same way again, so we live this life over again. I don't know. But also, I don't know how much it matters. The only thing I really have control over is this moment, so I try to maximize that control. I can't change the past, but I do hold sway over the future.

    Insightful af, how would one know when they are lying about what they are feeling?

    Mindfulness training. You have to constantly audit yourself. Am I lying now? What about now? After some practice, you will feel your own inauthenticity almost intuitively. I caught myself the other day and just dropped all pretense, realizing that I was acting like a complete asshole because I was in a bad mood. It will keep happening, but I can keep stopping it.