On Fyre

So there’s a tropical alternative to Coachella called the Fyre Festival going on right now in the Bahamas and it’s a big fucking disaster.

Long story short thousands of self-indulgent people longing to taste the decadent world of celebrity and luxury bought their way into a third-world hellhole. THERE WILL BE NO CONCERTS FOLKS.

Rich Kids of Instagram meets the Hunger Games

One woman, who paid $10,000 for a VIP ticket, reportedly left her belongings in a half-erected tent, only to have them stolen minutes later. “One guy got punched out by security and they took his wallet,”

I never heard of this sales team, Ja Rule and Billy McFarland, but I think I can figure out which one is which.
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Ja and Bill decided to hire models to promote Fyre … yup, Ratajkowski (heard of her) was on board.
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Even the normally reliable Government of Miami has let them down.
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Multiple reports of concert “security” mugging guests. Things are not better in the Bahamas, that was just a t-shirt.

And then there’s this:

Ahhhh, Billy Finley the Fourth. Life without beer … doesn’t get any rougher than that.

I love it.