Amy the Copywriter

What’s in a Meme?

A joke by another name would be as awesome.

An image of a real-life portrait of Shakespeare with cartoon outlines and a bright pink background. A man-bun added to his hair and large, red glasses around his eyes.

Remember the first time you saw the word “meme”? How did you say it?

I thought it was pronounced “me – me” (like “It’s a- me, Mario!”) or “même” (meh-m) like French.

English is a silly language, so words you’ve seen but haven’t heard can be tricky. 

And internet English is even more so.

Crash cut to me in the break room. A younger coworker drew a 🐸 and a ☕ on the big whiteboard. Scribbled under an inspirational quote, next to a report of how badly we failed the day before.

“What is that?” I asked, “What does it mean?”

“I don’t know… sort of like: That’s none of my business.”

“Frog-cup means: That’s none of my business?”

I felt like an Archaeologist-Anthropologist stumbling into Pompeii. What happened here?!

“Well, it’s Kermit the Frog drinking Lipton Tea,” they explained.

Kermit the Frog sipping Lipton Tea.

“Yes… of course it is,” I said cluelessly, “But I need you to start at the beginning.”

All The World’s A Meme

First came cave memes.

A real-world cave painting of cow with cartoon horns added and a speech bubble that says: “MOOOO.”

Egypt memes.

True life hieroglyphs of a sitting bird-man-god. Drawn over with doodles so it is sitting on a toilet, wearing red glasses, and reading a red book with the thought bubble: “Wow, my legs are numb.”

Street memes.

A photo of Banky’s graffiti of a cat jumping with a brick wall as the background. Doodled in are two glowing portals, one orange and one blue. One above the cat and one below. The cat is also duplicated coming out of the above-portal and going into the below-portal. Reminiscent of the game Portal.

Then Ascii Art <( o.0)> (see the ASCII Art Archive, doing the Lord’s work).

An image of the Cat in the Hat made by typing out keyboard letters like V and O. He's colored over with cat in the hat colors but has yellow and red eyes.

Followed by Philosoraptor and Good Guy Greg. Grumpy Cat and the fill-in-the-blank format. 

Philosoraptor meme, which is a velociraptor looking thoughtful. Good Guy Greg: a picture of a smiling guy smoking. Grumpy cat with his frowny face and blue eyes. “Distracted boyfriend” meme where the user fills in the name of the girlfriend he’s ignoring and the girl he’s distracted by. Each image has stars, music notes, question marks or squiggles around them.

Culminating in GIFs, which are the highest form of art humans will ever achieve.

Looping video of fire with a puppet Elmo standing perfectly still staring into the sky with his arms raised.

Then emojis, which are essentially hieroglyphs again. 🐸☕

I’d need a Gen Alpha child to take over the timeline here. But they’re loving deep-fried visuals, absurdist nonsense, and super loud sounds, I think?

To Thine Own Meme be True

In my experience, people want two things: to be safe and to feel seen.

Memes = inclusion. Being in on the joke. The in-crowd shorthand.

“Hey, I know that feeling/show/format!”

It’s how young people in the 1920s started saying “hip.” And my 6th-grade teacher didn’t understand how “bitch” could refer to men.

Language as a form of rebellion and inclusion. “Kids these days” vs *knowing thumbs up.*

Screenshot from a famous Apple commercial of a young blonde boy typing on a computer, then giving a thumbs up.

The voice of my generation. 

Yes, I stopped typing “xD” but they can pry “🤣 and 😅” out of my cold, dead hands.

Showing your age isn’t a sin. Owning it can be freeing (it’s some people’s whole brand — which might be exhausting).

It’s totally okay to be out of the loop. There are SO MANY loops. You can’t be in all of them.

Photo from a sketch comedy show of Belushi, a clearly old man, pretending to be in high school. “How do you do, fellow kids?” is written under him. Doodles of red glasses, a red beanie, black nailpolish, a grey goatee, and a chain with a gold bird around his neck.

But you should take the occasional trip through new loops. To keep your neurons firing and your empathy flowing.

Remember when your teacher said, “If you read a word you don’t know, look it up!” And you never did? 

Because the dictionary was too far away, you’d Do it Later™, etc.

It’s the same now as it was then: You don’t have to know everything, you just need to know how to learn.

When in doubt: Know Your Meme.

But, it’s the same now as it was then… you’ll probably Do it Later™.

To Meme or Not to Meme (Corporate Edition)

The Wendy’s vs Burger King beef was a shedding of the clean-cut corporate voice. The embracing of a clever, conversational, and cutting “social media” tone.

It was fun and seemed genuine (or at least entertaining) at the time. And because it worked, it got copied, and became #cringe AS SOON as more marketing departments got ahold of it.

But such is life. Always.

A capitalist scrambling into every space, trying frantically to turn fun into dollars.

The monopoly man with doodled gold coins and cash around him. A doodled plane flies away through the sky with a banner behind it that says “FU” and there’s an “N” following a big behind.

But we don’t need to let them. And I don’t think they get it anyway.

We Are Such Stuff as Memes are Made On

A top-hat, slam poetry moment:

Memes, like all art, are culture reflected. A barometer of human resilience and rebellion.

What makes us laugh and why.

Fluid parodies and connections that spread organically exactly where they’re needed.

Marketing could never and will never control it. 

That’s why strategists follow so doggedly behind. Grasping at the coattails of what makes people feel seen.

Memes are the Soul of Wit

So rawr and Skibbidy your little hearts out, you hip cats.

One man’s cringe is another man’s treasure.


Words About Stuff by Amy the Copywriter | Art by RAD Studio