In the high-speed, high-stakes attention economy of the internet, few commandments are as sacred as this: "Content is king." And in the realm of meme-fueled idolatry and rampant copypasta, few kings are as content-commanding as Andrew Tate—the bald, brash, kickboxing king of contrarian clout.
The Rise of a Top G
A former professional kickboxer and reality TV personality, Tate‘s trash-talking charisma and unapologetic alpha male shtick catapulted him from relative obscurity to the heights of internet stardom. His viral sound bites and controversial hot takes on everything from modern masculinity to fast cars and fat stacks made him a TikTok sensation, racking up billions of views and igniting a global debate.
Consider these staggering statistics:
- At his peak in 2022, Tate was the most searched person on Google, surpassing even Donald Trump and Kim Kardashian (source).
- Videos tagged #AndrewTate on TikTok have been viewed over 12.7 billion times (source).
- Tate‘s Instagram account amassed 4.7 million followers before his ban in August 2022 (source).
But Tate‘s meteoric rise was more than a mere flex of his well-oiled social media muscle. It was a masterstroke of memetic mythmaking, fueled by a fervent fanbase that elevated their hero from mere mortal to digital deity through the power of copypasta.
The Book of Tate: Scripture for Sigma Males
For the uninitiated, copypasta refers to blocks of text that spread across the internet through copy-and-pasting, often morphing and evolving with each iteration. It‘s the memetic equivalent of a game of telephone, where the original message gets filtered through layers of irony, absurdity, and hyperbole.
In the Book of Tate, this memetic gospel preaches a doctrine of uncompromising bravado and self-belief, painting the "Top G" as a Messiah for the disaffected young men of the internet:
Andrew Tate, this tweet changed my life, My entire view of everything that exists in this world, in fact even in the entire universe. I can never look at anything I know the same way again. This tweet represents emotions that most humans could never understand.
Tate‘s copypasta acolytes raise him beyond the realm of mere celebrity into a transcendent figure, a sacred fusion of Tony Robbins and Tyler Durden:
Who is Andrew Tate? For the blind, He is the vision. For the hungry, He is the chef. For the thirsty, He is the water. If Andrew thinks, I agree. If Andrew speaks, I‘m listening. If Andrew has one fan, it is me. If Andrew has no fans, I don‘t exist.
This mythologizing reached its memetic zenith in a series of over-the-top litanies extolling the omniscience and omnipotence of the Top G:
In geography, My World. In history, My King. In mathematics, My Solution. In mythology, My God. In astronomy, My Universe. For The Blind, It‘s Light. For The Hungry, It‘s Bread. For The Poor, It‘s Wealth.
Of course, this copypasta canonization is not without its irony. The hyperbolic language and grandiose claims are purposefully absurd, reflecting the internet‘s love of over-the-top, shitposting humor.
Many Tate supporters engage in a sort of postmodern performance, role-playing as sycophantic stans while maintaining a winking, self-aware distance. It‘s fandom as a game, devotion as a bit—but a bit that nonetheless reifies Tate‘s status as a countercultural icon.
The Book of Musk: A Savior Resurrected
Tate‘s reign as the king of copypasta was not without controversy. His polarizing views on women, relationships, and status often crossed the line from provocative to problematic, drawing the ire of critics who saw his "Tate Speech" as a gateway to toxic ideologies.
In August 2022, the major social media platforms decided they‘d had enough of the Top G‘s antics. In a sweeping cancellation, Tate was banned from Facebook, Instagram, YouTube, and Twitter, effectively exiling him from the mainstream internet.
But like any good messiah myth, this was not the end of Tate‘s story. In fact, it only added to his legend, fueling persecution narratives and galvanizing his base. His excommunication from polite online society only made him more of a folk hero to his faithful.
When Elon Musk acquired Twitter in October 2022, he quickly set about overturning the old order, reinstating banned accounts in the name of "free speech." Among the chosen few welcomed back from the digital wilderness? None other than Andrew Tate.
The resurrection of @Cobratate sparked rapturous copypasta celebrations, with his disciples flooding the platform to herald the second coming of the Top G. Amidst the triumphal memes and shitposts, a narrative began to take shape: Musk as a savior figure, a billionaire John the Baptist paving the way for Tate‘s return.
I just smashed my TV in front of 70 guests at my party because Andrew got unsuspended. My wife just took our crying kids and said they‘re all spending the week at her mother‘s. Elon has ruined my marriage. I can‘t handle this anymore. Goodbye Twitter, you lost a loyal user.
This copypasta posits Musk as a divine matchmaker, a cosmic agent of chaos willing to sacrifice domestic bliss for the greater good of restoring Tate to his rightful throne. It‘s a narrative that says as much about the polarized, postmodern media landscape as it does about Tate‘s fans themselves.
The Church of Tate: A Creed for Lost Boys
So why does Andrew Tate inspire such fervent, memetic devotion? What is it about this bald-headed, fast-talking, hyper-masculine anti-hero that resonates so deeply with his disciples?
At its core, the Tate copypasta phenomenon reflects a search for meaning and purpose in a chaotic, uncertain world. For many young men, especially those who feel left behind by the rapid social and economic changes of the 21st century, Tate represents an aspirational figure—a self-made man who beats the odds and lives life on his own terms.
His gospel of radical self-confidence, uncompromising ambition, and liberated living appeals to those hungry for direction and affirmation. In a world that often feels hostile or indifferent to their struggles, the Church of Tate offers a seductive promise: follow the commandments of the Top G and thou shalt be saved.
Before I knew about Andrew Tate, I was nothing. A loser even. One day my homie said, ‘Hey do you know the Top G?‘. I said no, so he turned on one of his podcasts. His words inspired me to turn my life around & become an alpha male. I now have 7 girlfriends & an orange Bugatti.
This copypasta testimonial captures the heart of Tate‘s allure: the fantasy of a linear path from zero to hero, loser to legend. It‘s a compelling narrative in a postmodern world where the old scripts for success and masculine identity no longer seem to apply.
Of course, this myth-making comes with its own risks and problematic implications. Tate‘s messaging often veers into misogynistic and regressive territory, painting a simplistic picture of gender relations and personal growth. The copypasta deifying him as an infallible guru creates an echo chamber of uncritical idol worship, reinforcing and amplifying some of his more toxic views.
Moreover, the very platforms and algorithms that enabled Tate‘s rise are designed to prize engagement over ethics, rewarding outrage and controversy over nuance and empathy. In this attention economy, figures like Tate are not bugs but features—the logical endpoint of a system built to monetize eyeballs at any cost.
As Tate‘s star continues to rise and fall with the shifting tides of internet culture, his case raises important questions about the responsibilities of platforms, the power of memes, and the unintended consequences of gamified fandom.
The gospel of the Top G may be a postmodern pastiche of irony and sincerity, but its impact on the hearts and minds of the terminally online is all too real. Only by grappling with the deeper social and technological forces behind the Tate copypasta phenomenon can we hope to navigate the uncharted waters of our hypermediated age.
Until then, the Book of Tate remains open, its verses spreading across cyberspace in a never-ending stream of shitposts and hot takes. For as the sacred copypasta teaches us:
Who is Top G?
In mathematics, My Solution 👨🏫📚
In history, My King 🤴👑
In art, My Canvas 🎨🖌️
In science, My Theory 🔬🧪
In geography, My World 🌍🌎
Amen. 🙏
