Enshittification, Explained With Hotdogs
The rise of Frank’s Franks
The aroma of street food mingled with the scent of urban adventure. A new hotdog stand sprang into existence with the subtlety of a redneck at midnight on the fourth of July.
This was Frank’s Franks!
And at its helm was Frank — a man as eccentric as he was eloquent.
With a voice that could sell sun-tanning oil to a vampire, Frank promised to transform the humble hotdog into a beacon of culinary delight and community spirit. His vision was nothing short of revolutionary. His goals loftier than a kite in a hurricane.
Frank was, without a doubt, the Sultan of sausages.
Frank’s Franks burst onto the scene with an audacious strategy:
Free hotdogs for everybody!
The news spread faster than a cat with tail on fire. All it took was just one scrumptious bite of those delicious dogs, and customers were hooked.
They told their friends — statistically, around 11 each — who then told their friends, who then told their friends, and so on.
