They both hate Mondays and Nermal, so…

Throat-Warbler Mangrove.

Again: WTF? So your premise here is that since he's made a lot of money, he gets a pass on rousing his followers to commit hateful and horrible acts?

WTF does that even mean? His "success" consists of exhorting his moronic fans to hateful, dangerous, and harassing actions. You don't consider it a problem because he's good at it?

[looks behind self; sees AJ Burnett]

While i go, "no, thats funny as hell"
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I know humor is subjective and all that, but what exactly is funny about this? Especially "funny as hell?" Maybe your sense of humor is outta whack or something.

Oh, that's fucking brilliant.

Counterpoint to the "doing nothing else" part: He was in Insomnia and Donnie Brasco after Scent of a Woman. He wasn't over-the-top scenery-chewing in those.

Even Snake Plisken?

I've been in combat and, if I'm honest with myself, I'd have to say that I'd prefer it to what I imagine working at an Olive Garden is like.

Very wise.

That quote demonstrates nothing. You might as well have cut-and-pasted a page of my lawn mower's owner's manual.

I didn't say anyone got hurt. I said his lies caused pretty serious harm.

I can fathom the desire for Liberty just fine: it's a sweet Jeep.

And yet here you guys are, you experience hatred and revulsion against anyone the mainstream media tries to demonize.
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No, not anyone. Just Jones.

That's pretty fucked-up.

Your Bill Maher of Earth. Your Laugh Entity of the Entity Realm. Your Skeptos Floofid of Rigel 7.

Alex gets fired up and challenges globalists he hates to fistfights, and when those enemies try to get him in legal trouble for it, he falls back on the position that the threats were "performance art".
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And this is a good thing because… ?

I'll be "strolling" in my bunk.

No, my family is plenty effed up. I'm from an Irish-Italian family from Pittsburgh, fer cryin' out loud. My uncles nearly killed each other in drunken fights— at least they waited until after the wedding ceremony.