(The screen flickers to life. A low, aggressive bassline thumps. My voice is a razor blade dipped in contempt.)

Let’s get one thing absolutely straight.

The world is divided into two kinds of people.

Winners. And Liars.

Winners build empires with their bare hands. They create value. They execute. They look in the mirror and see the truth.

Liars? Liars build houses of cards. They create narratives. They perform. They look in the mirror and see a fiction they’re desperately trying to sell to the world before the whole thing collapses.

And there is no greater, more obvious, more pathetic liar on the global stage right now than Meghan Markle.

Her only language? The dialect of delusion. Her only currency? Bullshit.

And the market is finally, gloriously, crashing.

The Flop of the Century: A Masterclass in Failure

You heard it here first. You saw it with your own eyes.

“With Love, Meghan” Part 1 was a joke. A sanctimonious, preachy, utterly boring snooze-fest that somehow stumbled to the top of Netflix for about five minutes. Why? Because people slowed down to watch the car crash. They wanted to see the spectacle. The curiosity. The “can-you-believe-this-is-real?” factor.

And then, right on cue, it CRASHED. It BURNED. It evaporated from the cultural conversation faster than a drop of water on a hot engine.

They thought they had a hit. They thought they had the golden touch.

So they doubled down. They launched Part 2.

And it didn’t even RANK.

Let that sink in. A multi-million dollar production from a so-called Slaylebrity “global superstar,” backed by one of the biggest streaming platforms on earth, featuring a woman who claims to have the Midas touch… and it landed with the impact of a wet fart.

It was so irrelevant, so uninteresting, so utterly devoid of any authentic value, that the algorithm didn’t even bother to spit it out. It died on arrival.

The Jam Scam: “It All Sold Out!” (But Show Us the Receipts)

This is the best part. The most hilarious, transparent, weak-minded grift of it all.

In the midst of this humiliating, public failure, she’s out there doing interviews. And what is she talking about? Not the show that just face-planted into the concrete. Oh no.

She’s talking about the JAM.

The overpriced jam and confectionary from her failed lifestyle brand, “American Riviera Orchard,” that she clumsily plugged in the show.

When asked for the one thing that matters—THE SALES FIGURES—she dodges. She weaves. She gives a word-salad answer that means absolutely nothing.

“It all sold out!” she claims.

OF COURSE IT DID, YOU CLOWN.

You sent 50 jars to your influencer friends! You created artificial scarcity! You manufactured a “sell-out” to try and create hype for your dying brand!

This is the oldest, weakest, most pathetic trick in the book. It’s a lemonade stand claiming to be a multinational corporation.

A real business leader, a real winner, would proudly announce the numbers. “We sold ten million units. We crushed it.” Because winners have the receipts. Winners have the proof.

Liars hide behind vague, unverifiable statements. “It sold out!” is the battle cry of the fraud. It’s meaningless. It’s a performance.

She is trying to use the same tired, dusty playbook of every two-bit huckster who came before her: when the big thing fails, distract them with a small thing and hope they don’t notice.

WE NOTICE.

The Fluency in Bullshit: A PhD in Deception

She is not fluent in diplomacy. She is not fluent in activism. She is not fluent in business.

She has a PhD, a Masterclass, a black belt in one thing and one thing only: Bullshit.

She speaks it fluently. She breathes it. She weaponizes it.

· She claims to want privacy while selling every intimate moment of her life to the highest bidder. The latest being her shameless plugs on Instagram.
· She claims to be a victim while living in a multi-million dollar mansion and flying on private jets.
· She claims to be a feminist icon while throwing her own family under the bus with a smile.
· She launches a “lifestyle brand” with no discernible lifestyle anyone would want.

It is a never-ending torrent of contradictions, lies, and manufactured drama. It’s exhausting. It’s damaging. It’s the intellectual equivalent of swallowing poison.

The Inevitable Crash: Why This Was Always Going to Happen

You cannot build a legacy on a foundation of lies.

You cannot build an empire on a platform of victimhood.

Authenticity is the one currency you cannot fake. You can’t manufacture it. You can’t buy it. You either have it, or you don’t. And people, the masses, they can smell it from a mile away. They might slow down to look at the crash, but they won’t buy what you’re selling.

The first show got curiosity views. The second got nothing but silence. The third if ever will get a cancellation notice.

The jam will be a footnote. A weird, overpriced novelty that briefly existed before being forgotten.

Because the world respects winners. The world rewards value. The world is hungry for authenticity.

And she is offering none of the above.

She is a ghost driving a meat-covered skeleton made of money, privilege, and unearned confidence, heading for a cliff.

And the wheels have finally come off.

Stop listening to the lies. Stop feeding the delusion. Invest your time and energy in real winners. Real builders. Real people who lead with truth, not narrative.

This is the greatest show on earth: watching a grifter finally get what’s coming to them.

And it’s only just beginning.

TOP SLAYLEBRITY OUT.

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