The Blue Origin All-Female Space Crew Is Getting Roasted. But Why?

It should’ve been a powerful moment: an all-female crew launching into space. Girl power! Feminist milestones! Representation! But instead of being met with applause and admiration, the Blue Origin mission, featuring Lauren Sánchez, Katy Perry, and Gayle King onboard, was swiftly, and justifiably, roasted across the internet.

Why? Because this wasn’t a scientific breakthrough or a meaningful gesture toward gender equity. It was a ten-minute roller coaster for the rich—an elite influencer trip masquerading as a milestone for womankind.

A high-altitude PR stunt dressed as empowerment

“I thought you’d, like, train to go to space. This could take years,” joked the Girls Gotta Eat hosts. “Little did all of us know it was gonna be for ten minutes… your boyfriend was just gonna, like, buy you a rocket ship to go up into the air for ten minutes and come right back.”​

Yep. That’s what happened. No astronaut training. No scientific mission. Just a quick joyride past the Kármán line (about 66 miles up), zero gravity for a few seconds, and then back to Earth. And yet, Lauren Sánchez called it a “mission that will challenge their perspectives of Earth, empower them to share their own stories, and create lasting impacts that will inspire generations to come.”​

Girl. Please.

As Long Winded host Gabby Windey sarcastically noted, “You wanna see Mother Earth? Have you heard of Google Earth? It’s the same.”​

When privilege wears a spacesuit

It’s difficult to celebrate this moment when the women involved—Sánchez, Perry, King—are millionaires or adjacent to billionaires. 

While these women posed for selfies in zero gravity, NASA has been systematically gutted under conservative political agendas. Countless women working in science and space have faced funding cuts, institutional sexism, and outright firings. Meanwhile, Amazon employees—the very workforce behind Jeff Bezos’ empire—continue to fight for living wages and humane working conditions.

As one Girls Gotta Eat host put it: “Your fiancé is complicit in single-handedly ruining this country… He donated money, sat front row at the inauguration. Like, it’s the hypocrisy for me.”​

The cost of cosmic vanity

Then there’s the environmental impact. Rocket launches, especially private ones, dump massive amounts of carbon and particulate matter into the upper atmosphere. Unlike commercial flights, these emissions don’t get scrubbed out by weather systems—they linger, warming the planet much faster.

As Girls Gotta Eat summarized, “One small step for womankind and one big leap for wasting precious resources.”​ And it’s not lost on audiences that this little jaunt came just as small businesses are closing, people are worried about healthcare and housing, and climate change is an ever-looming threat.

We don’t need this kind of inspiration

Did some little girl somewhere look up and think, “Wow, I want to be like Katy Perry”? Maybe. But probably not because of her time in space.

The Girls Gotta Eat hosts said it best: “This wasn’t a female empowerment mission. I would’ve loved to see a bunch of female astronauts in designer suits going up and doing this. These women didn’t break the barriers of anything.”​

Representation is powerful. But this wasn’t that. It was a photo op. And it backfired.

An embarrassing aftermath

Even Long Winded couldn’t resist pointing out the absurdity. “Blue Origin? I thought that was a dog food,” Gabby joked. “You’re gonna risk your life for a ten-minute flight? No way. Not me.”​

And the worst part? The performativeness. Katy Perry kissing the ground. Lauren Sánchez crying, “Where are my babies?” Jeff Bezos face-planting to get to her. The memes practically wrote themselves.

Maybe in another era, this would’ve landed differently. But today? With the world burning, wealth inequality exploding, and science being defunded in real time?

We’re not buying the space spin.

So yes, the Blue Origin all-female crew is getting roasted. Not because they’re women. But calling it empowerment while standing on the shoulders of billionaire vanity, corporate exploitation, and climate destruction is not just a bad look. It’s insulting.

Let’s stop calling luxury escapism feminism. Because real women are out here on the ground, doing the work. And they deserve better than a PR stunt wrapped in a spacesuit.