She made it to the stars while you’re still rage-tweeting from your mom’s house in pajama pants that haven’t been washed since the last Trump administration.
I’m not here to hold your hand through your identity crisis, but if watching a successful woman live her damn life triggers you this hard, maybe it’s time to book a therapy session—or a week alone in the woods without Wi-Fi.
Here’s a fun fact: My daughter and I used to blast Katy Perry tracks in the car like they were SEAL team war songs. “Teenage Dream,” “Firework,” “Roar”—you name it. She was the soundtrack to her childhood and our road trips. And there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s called having range. Look it up.
Editorial Bullies: The Real Space Trash
There’s a reason this Katy hate fest feels gross—it’s rooted in editorial bullying. The kind of smug, sanctimonious potshots people take when they’ve got no skin in the game and even less joy in their soul.
Why are people going after her in the press?
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It’s a projection. They’re mad because they’re stuck, and she’s soaring.
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It’s performative. Mocking someone successful makes them feel clever for five seconds before they cry themselves to sleep.
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It’s cowardly. They’d never say this crap to her face—but Twitter gives them false confidence like tequila at a high school reunion.
We’ve let too many of these trolls convince us that cynicism is cool. It’s not. It’s lazy. And in the real world—the one with blood, bullets, broken bones, and hard-earned respect—lazy gets you killed.
Dream Big, Launch Hard, and Flip the Trolls the Bird
Katy Perry didn’t need to ask permission. She suited up, boarded that ship, and went full Captain Glitter in zero-G. That takes guts, not just money. It takes imagination, wonder, and the ability to tune out the chorus of sad sacks still rewatching “Friends” and pretending sarcasm is a personality.
To the haters: You could’ve said, “Damn, that’s cool.” But instead, you chose to projectile-vomit your insecurities across the web like a Reddit comment section in heat.
Grow up.
To the dreamers: Keep reaching for the stars—even if you’ve got people throwing shade from Earth. Especially then. That means you’re doing something right.
Katy Perry saw the curvature of the Earth—you trolls saw your own reflections and got mad. That’s not her problem.
And Katy—if you’re reading this—respect. My daughter and I are still fans.
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