What Fyre Festival Says About Human Nature

Last night while I was trying to fall asleep listening to Gavin McInnes videos, a lot apparently went down. Fyre Festival was a music festival sold as a luxury getaway with everyone’s favorite influencers but turned out to be a dystopian nightmare. Tickets costed anywhere from 1500 (pre-sale early bird price I believe) to 250k depending on the package. But instead of the seaside vessels, villas, and luxury that attendees expected they got prison food, refugee tents and untreated sunburns.

I don’t follow famous people on Instagram because I by and large don’t care about them, so I was completely ignorant leading up to this. I had no idea that Ja Rule and his business partner had reached out to the biggest names on Instagram to promote an exorbitantly expensive tropical music festival.

I don’t know what’s funniest about Fyre Festival. Is it the fact that this is happening to trust fund babies? Is it the supermodels that led hundreds of people that just wanted to get pictures with them and get drunk on boats leading them to their demise? Or is it the fact that the mastermind behind it all was Ja Rule?

This is a lot to wrap my head around at 9am on a Friday to be honest. Like, what does it say about the lengths we’re willing to go to to experience life at 50,000 likes per photo – if only for a weekend? What does it say about us when we place so much trust in people we’ve never met and have no connection to besides thinking they’re pretty? And what does it say about the era we’re living in when perfectly well off Americans are taking a sadistic pleasure in the misfortune of one percenters; does it say more about the one percent or the middle class, and does it mean anything at all?

I really don’t know. I think at the end of the day, we all knew that people with $12,000 to spend on a music festival would end up just fine, but enjoyed the brief opportunity to not be jealous of millionaires. I think it’s easy to call them gullible, but I think that if Fyre Festival were in a more reasonable price range that thousands of middle class millennials would have found themselves in the same situation. I think as a whole we need to take a step back at how willing we are to believe anything someone tells us if they have enough followers.



  • I actually heard about this because of an article I just read! I’m from Louisiana, and we have Jazz Fest down here, and every year there are always so many complains (beer isn’t cold, weather too hot, etc.). They were writing the article to basically tell people not to complain because at least Jazz Fest isn’t a hot mess like Fyre. I thought it was pretty funny!

  • Caitlin
    2 years ago

    Great post! I too am completely baffled about how this happened and people’s opinion on the whole thing! I think it’s a learning lesson for everyone on Social Media!

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