You know, with the sheer dedication Mark has shown to the fine art of bullshit production, it’s honestly a crime that no one has immortalized him yet. Well…. Outside of Mark himself.

At minimum, this man deserves a bridge, a statue, and his own wing in a museum—all funded by his exes, of course, because his contribution to the field of Attention Economy Shenanigans has been priceless at their expense already.

Picture it:

🏛 The Mark Stephens Museum of Projection & Deflection

• Exhibit 1: The Hall of Smears—a collection of his social media posts carefully displayed in chronological contradiction order.
• Exhibit 2: The Victim Complex Interactive Experience—visitors can record their own “narcissism awareness” video… while completely missing the point.
• Exhibit 3: The Demon Tracker Room—a weekly update board showing how many times Tori has allegedly been attacked by demons (currently: 4 times per week, audited and certified by Mark himself).

🗿 The Statue:

• A glorious bronze effigy of Mark holding his phone out for a selfie, with one hand raised in judgment, captioned: “I post, therefore I am.”

🌉 The Stephens Bridge:

• A rickety bridge that starts confidently but collapses under the weight of hypocrisy halfway across.
  Perfect metaphor, really.

⚠️ And let’s not forget a plaque at the entrance to the entire complex:

“In honor of Mark Stephens’ tireless commitment to documenting, smearing, contradicting, manipulating, and spinning every narrative possible… even when nobody asked.”

Seriously, the level of energy this guy puts into his nonsense is worthy of a national landmark at this point. If he spent even half this effort actually parenting, contributing positively to his children’s lives, or working on himself…
…but then again, there’d be no need for the Museum of Mark—and what a loss to history that would be.