It’s hard not to notice the gaping disconnect between Mark’s relentless stream of posts and the deafening silence from his audience. More than 9,000 followers, but two or three likes per post? A comment section that’s practically a ghost town?

This isn’t just social media noise—it’s a perfect reflection of what happens when attention-seeking behavior outpaces genuine connection.

Mark isn’t engaging an audience; he’s performing at them. Every post is a performance designed to provoke attention, whether by playing the victim, preaching self-serving moral superiority, or stirring up controversy for controversy’s sake. And when that audience doesn’t deliver the adoration he craves, what does he do? He doubles down: more posts, more extremes, more contradictions.

The content isn’t drawing people in—it’s pushing them away. The steady drip of irrelevant, self-aggrandizing, or inflammatory posts has left most of his followers disengaged or simply too exhausted to bother.

But that doesn’t slow him down. In fact, it seems to energize him. Like a gambler doubling his bets on a losing streak, he keeps posting—desperate for a payoff of validation that never quite comes.

This is classic narcissistic fuel-seeking behavior: when admiration dries up, provoke anything—pity, outrage, sympathy, even ridicule—just to be seen, just to matter.

And ironically, in his quest to “control the narrative” and stay relevant, Mark is writing the clearest narrative of all:
A man whose audience has stopped listening, but who keeps shouting anyway—because the silence feels like rejection, and rejection is unbearable.

👉 “With 9,000 followers and an engagement rate barely scraping 0.05%, Mark isn’t building an audience—he’s just talking to himself in public.”