For the last little while, celebrity discourse has included a lot of discussion about nepo babies. Which beautiful child was spawned by which celebrity, and how are they using their good fortune? Whose hot wooden son is going to be starring in a new blockbuster after deciding on a whim to try acting? Which comedian’s 18-year-old daughter is going to be in the writers’ room for that new sketch show?
It’s tempting, especially if you work in the arts, to point at these people (especially the untalented ones) and whinge about the unfair advantages they have had. For me, it helps scratch an itch. If you’re someone who also wants to create work, it’s a bummer to think how different things might be had you been born into money, or went to the right schools, or got in a room with the right people. It’s difficult not to vent about those who have had an easier path.
