Cthulhu help you if your social media algorithms ever discover that you just so happen to identify as male and like sports cars, or linger on a video meant to cater to men. In a matter of hours, your feed will be swarmed by endless brofluencers with two horrible, and very insistent messages.
The first? You’re a beta libcuck low-T soyboy whose manhood is shriveling away, both literally and metaphorically. The second? The benevolent GigaChads could be swayed to take pity on you and help you. For a fee of hundreds, if not thousands of dollars per month. And your soul, and your sanity, and your family, and your friends…
how brofluencers took over social media to ruin their fans' lives