It’s almost a Giuliani-level reversal of public goodwill, and it’s similarly, entirely self-inflicted.

Yeah, that’d be my disconnect with the fandom. Like...you cannot be a walking Fortune 500 company *and* be the underdog.

Eh, I won’t fault someone for being moved by the music at a show.

There are Boeing apologists at this point? The fuck is wrong with people?

Eh, the kids? That I understand. Kids are emotionally underdeveloped (because they’re developing), reactive, loud...well...children.

According to his fans, it all started when his daughter, Violet Grohl, criticized Taylor for using her private jet, which led to backlash from the Swifties. Let’s dive into this interesting discussion.

Really digging it thus far. It’s very exploration-heavy, and the design is just gorgeous.

Welp, guess the video will is inbound any time now.

I love that homie dutifully gave you the ever-weak “Thank you for proving my point.”

Never saw it!

See, they just kinda decided that they were smart one day. Easy to do, as they enjoy just plain ignoring or disregarding the things that cause them cognitive dissonance.

Yep. And somehow simultaneously “free thinkers” while parroting the conditioning they got from their fucking parents.

Yeah, that dude is a total waste of time. By design. He’s yet another dude trolling kinja as if it’s a goal or pastime that anyone should have, let alone an apparent adult.

Oh SHIT, Elias Koteas has a job!

Yep. Breaks down into:

::sees reply from dipshit::

I grew up among...let’s call them very property-focused white folks who are SUUUUUUUUPER scared of the “dusky hordes” they imagine are just lying in wait to kill them, take their shit, and maybe rape/eat them after. It is an irrational, petrifying fear, and it’s SO goddamned weak. Self-perpetuating, too, in that crime…

I used to feel that way. First started with Bloodborne, and bounced off it HARD. Didn’t even bother with Dark Souls, or Demon’s Souls.

I’m beginning to think the poor lil’ guy isn’t terribly bright. 

Because their favorite storytellers spoon feed them that narrative, and they swallow it like ice cream, because it’s the narrative they want to believe.