Marcel Winatschek

This Is Fine

A dog in a burning room, holding a coffee cup steady between its paws, and it says This is fine. That image became the emoji of 2016—the only thing anyone could point to that actually described what was happening. Everything was on fire and we were all just sitting there, pretending to be okay.

KC Green drew the comic years earlier, but it didn’t go viral until the year needed it. Trump, Brexit, the general sense that everything was simultaneously breaking and speeding up toward something worse. The meme caught that particular flavor of exhaustion—not panic, but resigned acceptance. The dog isn’t screaming. It’s sipping coffee.

Somewhere in the chaos, someone turned the image into merchandise. Plush toys, t-shirts, hoodies, mugs. You could buy the feeling, basically, or at least a physical reminder that everyone else felt it too. There’s an almost beautiful absurdity to it—the commodification of dread, turning the symbol of helplessness into a thing you could hold and own.

I’m not sure if I would’ve bought one or if it would’ve just made the whole thing sadder. The meme worked because it was free and everywhere and disposable, shared in group chats and reposted without context. Once it was a plush toy in your hand, it became something else—a souvenir of a year nobody asked for, proof that this was real and worth remembering.