Looking at back at all of this footage of her back in the early 2010s, I think her obsession with Lady Gaga poisoned her. I’m going to sperg here a bit and go ahead and admit some extreme faggotry: I was once a pretty big fan of Lady Gaga. I love her first two albums and only skip a couple of songs should they come up in my playlist. It’s not a ‘guilty pleasure’ either. If Speechless from The Fame Monster album comes on, I’m cranking that shit up. I am also the type of sperg who ponders the lyrics of the music he listens to, so I’ve done a bit of assessing there.
2007 was a weird year for suburban white girls. The emo scenes were dying, so was MySpace, and young teenage girls were lost. Seeing as Alyssa would’ve been in the late stages of her teenage years at this time, being rebellious, and entering the early stages of adulthood, she was likely very emotional and vulnerable - easily influenced.
In comes Lady Gaga. She wasn’t your typical pop star or nasty-looking nigress, she was the weird pseudo-pastel goth anomaly dressed up in shit you could seemingly find in thrift stores who had her face decked out in very loud makeup - someone the white scene girls of yesterday could latch onto. Her early songs like Poker Face from The Fame album (her breakthrough hit) didn’t just emphasize women empowerment and sexuality, but also seduction and dominance. Sprinkled in, there are songs about being broke, hardcore partying, and advocating for hookup culture/sex work - simplified, being a whore. She also preached that women should be in total control of their lives without consequence with variations of the phrase “I’m a free bitch“ found in numerous songs.
I’m not going to go over every single song in detail, but I’ll point out a few from The Fame and The Fame Monster (2009) album which Alyssa probably took to heart. The song Money, Honey is literally about having a sugar daddy and being a materialistic slut. Beautiful, Dirty, Rich is an upbeat song about being trashy, thinking that you’re hot shit, and partying - probably Alyssa’s theme song. Monster, from The Fame Monster album, speaks on getting blackout drunk at a club with your friends, fucking some random guy, not remembering what happened, and romanticizing it. Seriously, look up the lyrics for yourself.
So, being an impressionable youth… clamoring to this weird looking broad who is singing songs about having sex freely, feeling empowered by said act, and treating yourself as a sexual object - sounds like a recipe to become the Alyssa we know, but there’s a few ingredients missing.
The thing that lead me to writing about this was seeing her gay little review of the Lady Gaga show she went to in 2010 or 2011. It was a post where she wrote about dressing up as Gaga and how all of the ‘monsters’ would come up to her and try to take pictures with her. This was her GodBear moment. If more footage of Alyssa before that concert could be found, I’d suspect you’d find someone a bit more normal. This was her turning point. She loved the attention. She thought she could be Lady Gaga, but she didn’t have any talent.
Alyssa’s fashion sense is this drift store chic, a hodgepodge of really loud and gaudy shit that no normal person would wear - but Lady Gaga would! I thought about this when I saw that retarded GUNT barrette in her hair. It’s totally something her idol would wear. Despite wanting to look poor and trashy, Alyssa isn’t totally committed to the poor person LARP. She spent over 500 dollars online on a tacky dress she never tried on prior and never had altered to fit her bizarre frame. I would wager that Alyssa has never had her bust measured, most women don’t. This is kind of crucial when you’re trying to exude that sort of seductive and dominant presence over the chuds. It’s not what you’re wearing, it’s how you wear it. Not looking confident when you’re constantly having to pull up your 500 dollar dress because your tits are too oddly shaped to fill it. You don’t look confident or sexy, you look like a stupid (albeit free) bitch that ran up credit card debt that you cannot pay for with an ill-informed purchase. Lady Gaga is not my personal cup of beautiful, but she is certainly dirty and filthy rich. Alyssa is just dirty.
Look up some pictures of Lady Gaga outside of gala events or concerts, and then look at Alyssa. It’s cute that she tries, I guess.
Here’s Alyssa who modeled herself not only off of some songs a rich woman wrote, but also how she outwardly presents herself. The only thing missing was the audience. In 2010, Lady Gaga released Born This Way (this is where I stopped listening). Realizing that Lady Gaga had become a faggot icon and influence around the world, well, time to capitalize on that! Songs about women empowerment by means of whoredom were now extended to trannies and faggots. The quality of the music didn’t matter because she had already established a hardcore fan base that worshipped her, people like Alyssa. Lady Gaga had transcended just being a musician, she was renown as a cultural icon for women and the alphabet soup communities, raising their voices. It was also around this time too that contentious topics were coming up and entering the mainstream, gay marriage, etc. Alyssa was already an avid blogger and was building up a small audience of her own.
We all know what happened in 2014. Alyssa joined the GamerGate fray. While most women involved were these frumpy, beaten down slags that only equally frumpy men were fucking… in comes Alyssa - the weird pseudo-pastel goth anomaly dressed up in shit you could seemingly find in thrift stores who had her face decked out in very loud makeup - someone the gamer girls of yesterday could latch onto.
… except they didn’t. No one did. For over 10 years, Alyssa has tried to be gaming’s Lady Gaga by being ‘counter-culture’, edgy, liberal, and a whore. She preached about how liberating sex work was with some loose mentions of gaming. While you can argue the true cultural impact Lady Gaga had, positive or negatively, Alyssa has ruined over a third of her life trying to emulate the efforts of a pop star - except in a medium that despises her. 10 years of angrily typing and shouting into the void for only a few short-lasting viral moments that paint her as a nuisance, not the icon so so desperately sees herself as.
Even if you’ve never listened to any of Gaga’s songs, you’re at least aware of them. You have an idea of who she is. Alyssa Mercante is the kind of stain you get when you accidentally drop a greasy fry on a shirt. You moan about it for five minutes, then forget about it. When you get home, you toss the shirt in the wash or discard it, forgetting that it ever happened.
Once this SmashJT shit is resolved, it’s back to square one. Yell into the void in hopes that some poor retard listens, then latch onto them for as long as you can. It’s back to posting pictures of her sourdough ass for an audience for 5 people - not counting her ‘little monsters’ that post about her here.
Thanks for reading if you did. I wrote this while taking a dump. Fitting, isn’t it?
