Top MAGA influencer's unbelievable true identity revealed
Top MAGA influencer revealed to be AI — created by a guy in India who made a mint off lonely men online
A comely MAGA influencer who racked up millions of fans on Instagram who posted patriotic content and often posed in a bikini while ice fishing, drinking Coors Light, and shooting guns has been unmasked — as an Indian man who put himself through med school on the proceeds.
“Sam,” a 22-year-old orthopedic surgeon in training, told WIRED that he got the idea to sell AI-generated images of a young woman in a bikini while scrounging for money in school — and trying to save up enough to emigrate to the US after graduation.
He turned to Google’s Gemini AI for advice and decided to create a “hot girl” crafted specifically for the “MAGA/conservative niche,” after the software told him that “the conservative audience (especially older men in the US) often has higher disposable income and is more loyal,” according to WIRED.
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Sam created the persona using Google’s Gemini AI. Facebook/Emily Hart
And that’s how Emily Hart was born.
According to her profile, she was a registered nurse with Jennifer Lawrence looks who offered red meat posts to lonely conservative men online.
One post showed her firing a rifle with the caption: “If you want a reason to unfollow: Christ is king, abortion is murder, and all illegals must be deported,” and “POV: You were assigned intelligent at birth, but you identify as liberal.”
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Sam told the magazine, “Every day I’d write something pro-Christian, pro-Second Amendment, pro-life, anti-abortion, anti-woke, and anti-immigration.”
The account “blew up,” and Emily Hart had 10,000 followers within a month.
Every reel he posted garnered millions of views and earned him more followers.
The account “blew up,” and Emily Hart had 10,000 followers within a month. Facebook/Emily Hart
He then cashed in on the AI model’s appeal — selling MAGA-themed T-shirts and creating an account on the OnlyFans competitor Fanvue, where paid subscribers could access lewd AI-generated content.
Fanvue has differentiated itself from OnlyFans by allowing AI-generated content on its platform, the outlet said.
The move made him a mint — and Sam was soon raking in thousands of dollars a month.
“I was spending maybe 30 to 50 minutes of my day, and I was making good money for a medical student,” he recalled.
“In India, even in professional jobs, you can’t make this amount of money. I haven’t seen any easier way to make money online.”
Valerie Wirtschafter, a fellow at the Brookings Institution studying emerging tech and democracy, told the outlet that “AI has made them [fake profiles] more believable, and there has perhaps been an amplification of it.”
Every reel he posted garnered millions of views and earned him more followers. Facebook/Emily Hart
The tech expert added that young MAGA women are “more attention-grabbing” since most women ages 18 to 29 skew liberal.
Despite MAGA fans making him rich, he still looks down on them, calling them “super dumb.”
He said he also attempted to make a liberal counterpart for Hart on Instagram, but “Democrats know that it’s AI slop, so they don’t engage as much,” he said.
“The MAGA crowd is made up of dumb people—like, super dumb people. And they fall for it,” Sam said.
Sam used Grok AI to generate nude photos of Hart and uploaded them to Fanvue, where fans sent him money for exclusive content and messages.
Despite MAGA fans making him rich, he still looks down on them, calling them “super dumb.” Facebook/Emily Hart
“I was basically doing nothing,“ he said. “And it was just flooded with money.”
Hart’s profile on Instagram — which requires creators to disclose whether their content is AI-generated —was taken down by the platform in February for “fraudulent” activity, the outlet said.
A Facebook account that WIRED said remained online has been taken down since the article was published about Sam’s scheme.
The medical student added that he would have stopped posting content of Hart anyway.
“I don’t feel like I was scamming people,” Sam said.
Instead, he’s hoping to focus on his studies in medical school.
MY HUSBAND LEFT ME AND MY DISABLED BROTHER TO DROWN. THEN MY BROTHER STOOD UP.
THE LAST THING MY HUSBAND SAID BEFORE ABANDONING US
“The more you fight that door, Valerie, the faster you’ll drown.”
Julian said it almost casually.
Then he climbed through the driver’s window and disappeared into the freezing river.
I froze.
Water rushed into the SUV.
My brother Mason was trapped in the back seat.
“Julian!”
I slammed against the passenger door.
“Come back! Mason is still inside!”
He never looked back.
Minutes earlier, we had been driving toward Sterling Shipyard when Julian suddenly jerked the wheel.
The SUV smashed through the guardrail and plunged into the river.
It wasn’t an accident.
I reached for my seat belt.
It wouldn’t release.
I felt underneath the seat.
Wire.
Someone had deliberately locked the mechanism.
My blood ran cold.
Then I saw Julian on the riverbank.
And he wasn’t alone.
Chloe.
My half-sister.
She stood beneath a black umbrella, one hand resting on her pregnant stomach.
Julian walked straight into her arms.
They looked at the sinking SUV.
At us.
Then Julian smiled.
Three years of marriage shattered in one second.
The secret phone calls.
The endless business trips.
The lies.
Chloe appearing at every family gathering.
They had been together all along.
And now they had left us to die.
“Mason…”
My voice broke.
“I’m sorry. I brought him into our family.”
The water reached my chest.
Then something hit the back of my seat.
Once.
Twice.
I turned.
And stopped breathing.
Mason was standing.
Standing on both legs.
The legs I had believed were useless for fifteen years.
He reached inside his coat and pulled out a compact rescue cutter.
“Not now, Val.”
He sliced through the wire holding my seat belt.
“What happened to your legs?”
“Later.”
He pulled me free.
The SUV was almost completely submerged.
Mason forced open the rear door and dragged me into the freezing water.
I swam toward the surface.
He grabbed my arm.
“Not there.”
He pointed toward the riverbank.
Julian and Chloe were still watching.
Mason pulled me beneath an abandoned pier.
We surfaced in the darkness between two concrete supports.
I gasped for air.
Mason pressed a finger to his lips.
“Julian can’t know we survived.”
I stared at him.
“You’re walking.”
“I know.”
“For fifteen years…”
“I know.”
“You let me believe you were crippled.”
His face hardened.
Then I saw the pain in his eyes.
“Valerie…”
He looked toward the distant riverbank.
“Mom and Dad’s crash wasn’t an accident.”
My entire body went cold.
“What did you just say?”
Mason tightened his grip on my arm.
“Julian didn’t just try to kill us tonight.”
He leaned closer.
“He finished what he started fifteen years ago.”
I stared at him.
“Come with me.”
And for the first time that night, I realized the sinking SUV was only the beginning.
