No I’m Not Watching the Victoria Beckham Netflix Documentary: This is for SIMPS. End of Story.
Let me get this straight.
You’re sitting there, on your broke-ass couch, crumbs from your low-cost, high-carb meal on your chest, and you’re considering clicking play on a multi-part series about… Victoria Beckham.
Stop.
Just stop.
What color is your Bugatti? Oh, you don’t have one? Then why the hell are you wasting the most precious, non-renewable resource you possess—your time—watching a billionaire’s wife reminisce about how hard it was to be a Spice Girl and then marry a famous footballer?
You are the problem. You are the reason the matrix feeds you this garbage.
Let’s break down why this is the ultimate simp activity and why your life is so devoid of meaning that you’d even consider this.
1. It’s a CAREFULLY CURATED, HIGHLY EDITED FAIRYTALE.
You think you’re getting the real story? You think Netflix, a multi-billion dollar corporation, and Victoria Beckham, a woman who has built an entire brand on a specific, frosty, aspirational image, are going to show you the truth?
This isn’t a documentary. It’s a commercial. It’s a 90-minute (or whatever) advertisement for her fashion brand, her marriage, and her “legacy.”
They’re showing you the crying in the car. The “struggle” of building a brand. The “vulnerability.” It’s all calculated. Every single tear is scripted for maximum emotional manipulation. They have teams of producers, editors, and PR agents crafting every second to make you feel a certain way.
You’re not a viewer. You’re a customer. They are selling you a product, and the product is her sanitized life story. And you, the simp, are sitting there with your wallet out, paying with your attention, which is then sold to advertisers.
You are the product. Wake up.
2. What Exactly Is Her “Struggle”?
Posh Spice. Married to David Beckham. Lives in a mansion. Has a private jet. Owns a fashion label.
What part of this is the underdog story they’re trying to sell you? That people were mean to her in the 90s? That some fashion critics don’t like her clothes?
This isn’t struggle. Struggle is building an empire from zero with no help. Struggle is fighting your way out of the matrix with your fists and your intellect. Struggle is taking punches, getting back up, and making your first billion when everyone told you it was impossible.
Her “struggle” is a luxury brand of struggle. It’s struggle for people who have already won life’s lottery. It’s meaningless.
Your empathy for her manufactured problems is a sign of your own weakness. You feel for her because your own life lacks real, consequential challenges. So you adopt hers. It’s pathetic.
3. This is the Definition of a “Matrix” Distraction.
The matrix doesn’t want you focused. It doesn’t want you building, winning, getting rich, and becoming powerful.
The matrix wants you passive, docile, and consuming. It wants you worrying about the lives of celebrities instead of fixing your own broke, out-of-shape, meaningless existence.
While you’re watching Victoria Beckham talk about the pressure of designing a new handbag, your competition is in the gym. They’re studying the markets. They’re building a business. They’re on the chessboard, making moves.
You’re on the sidelines, watching a reality show about someone else’s fake reality.
Top Slaylebrities are concerned with the real world. With money, power, influence, and freedom. Simps are concerned with celebrity gossip and Netflix documentaries.
Which one are you?
4. “But It’s Entertainment!” — NO, IT’S PROGRAMMING.
You tell yourself, “It’s just entertainment, bro. I need to relax.”
Bullshit.
There are a million ways to relax that don’t involve filling your head with the aspirational lies of the ultra-rich. Read a book on strategy. Watch a documentary on war. Learn a new skill. Play a sport.
Consuming this is mental junk food. It makes you soft. It programs you to believe that your value comes from consumption, not production. That your role in life is to watch other people win.
It reinforces the slave mentality. The Beckhams are your masters, and you are their loyal subject, eager for a glimpse into the palace.
It’s disgusting.
The Bottom Line
Your life is a reflection of the information you consume. You are what you eat, and you are what you watch.
If you consume stories of winners, strategy, and real power, you become powerful.
If you consume the carefully packaged, sanitized struggles of billionaires, you become a weak, empathetic, consumption-obsessed simp.
I don’t care about Victoria Beckham. I care about YOU. I care about you getting the fuck off the couch, turning off the Netflix, and going to war for your own life.
Build your own damn empire. Make your own documentary. Become the person so successful that other people waste their time watching a curated version of your life.
Until then, you have no business watching this. You have work to do.
Now close this tab and go do something that actually matters.
The matrix has you. Break free.
You’re sitting there, on your broke-ass couch, crumbs from your low-cost, high-carb meal on your chest, and you’re considering clicking play on a multi-part series about… Victoria Beckham. Stop. Just stop.
What color is your Bugatti? Oh, you don’t have one?
Then why the hell are you wasting the most precious, non-renewable resource you possess—your time—watching a billionaire’s wife reminisce about how hard it was to be a Spice Girl and then marry a famous footballer?
You are the problem. You are the reason the matrix feeds you this garbage.
It’s a CAREFULLY CURATED, HIGHLY EDITED FAIRYTALE.
You think you’re getting the real story? You think Netflix, a multi-billion dollar corporation, and Victoria Beckham, a woman who has built an entire brand on a specific, frosty, aspirational image, are going to show you the truth?
This isn’t a documentary. It’s a commercial. It’s a 90-minute (or whatever) advertisement for her fashion brand, her marriage, and her legacy.They’re showing you the crying in the car. The struggle of building a brand.
The vulnerability. It’s all calculated. Every single tear is scripted for maximum emotional manipulation. They have teams of producers, editors, and PR agents crafting every second to make you feel a certain way.
Your brain is rotting. Stop consuming the matrix's fairy tales for weak-minded simps. You have one life. Why are you wasting it watching a billionaire's wife cry on cue? This is the ultimate slave activity
No, I'm not watching the Victoria Beckham documentary. This is for SIMPS. Period. Your time is the most valuable currency you have. Stop giving it away to curated lies
Be honest. Are you watching the Beckham doc to be entertained? Or are you just a passive consumer, programmed by the matrix to admire your masters? WAKE UP. This is why your life isn't changing
