With all due respect, right the fuck now we shan’t.

We shall, maybe, some time in a faraway future when things in society are, shall we say, less immediately threatening to literal life and liberty.

gets off intoxicated soapbox

So we shan’t, maybe later it’s a shall, but we shan’t.

Shan’t.

There’s definitely a weird sped-up “twitch” moment that occurs around 20 seconds in. I didn’t detect it elsewhere after watching most of it (without sound) but at the very least there seems to be some smoothing-type postprocessing going on.

But does he really keep his hands that still for such long periods? Haven’t paid much attention to that aspect of “serious” press releases but that stands out to me, even if it’s a teleprompter job and he’s trying to keep from accordiflailing.

This was an appalling thing for them to say, let alone for you to try to fathom. No one deserves to be SA’d, so how can there be a metric for being “good enough” for it?

On that line of thinking though, I have to wonder if this statement is some kind of weird projection or coping mechanism. Maybe this person experienced SA and was working through very complex emotions resulting in a warped rationalization that they were “good enough” to be victimized in that way. A twisted attempt at recapturing the power they may have lost with misplaced “pride” in someone wanting to SA them.

I don’t know though, definitely conjecture on my part, but regardless of how they came upon these beliefs, they had no right to project that onto you. Good to hear they’re an ex-friend.

Y’all. Never heard of this guy before now. Read through all those screenshots from merc and the quotes from the article, and… this guy is most definitely performing for us. And I mean all of us, captivating the callously cultish right and aggravating reasonable lefties alike. Impressive!

There really is a nuance to his apparent lack of any self-awareness that simply cannot be dismissed. To ride such a fine line, to rustle the jimmies of so many, and then manage to be tapped for such a position, one with such exquisitely mediocre amounts of power…

It’s not the onion. Dude is the onion.

Hopefully the onion to my guacamole.

I, for one, would love to see a taco replaced with a tomahawk any Tuesday. Any Tuesday now…