Still there's a very good chance transgender.org has permanently ruined at least one young life.
Artcow JDR / Jennifer Diane Reitz / Chatoyance - The Original Crazy Tranny
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Still there's a very good chance transgender.org has permanently ruined at least one young life.
Having been around for the Rogue Trader era of 40k then only looking back in recently, I've been stunned at how serious people take it now. Like, these guys realize this was all an elaborate Judge Dredd-esque joke at the beginning, right? We liked the lore because it was hilarious, not because we took the grimdark serious.
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Didn't you hear? Gaming "grew up" and it's all srs bidness now.
With the eye-searing pink font? Extremely unlikely.
Back when I first discovered her as a cow I had to copy her life story into notepad to read it. I doubt any teenager has the same patience.
It's probably too Web 1.0 not to be dismissed as granny's webpage at this point, but the average tumblr site in the day was equally revolting and unreadable. It's more whether something looks "modern" that is the issue, because people read those shitty tumblr troon recruitment pages to death.
Of course ze posts on Reddit. Isn't JDR like pushing 70 at this point? I googled up JDR's Reddit name (Petal_Chatoyance) and all it is is Boomer bitching about CV19 and how everyone's stupid for not believing THE EXPERTS on the matter.
edit. Judging on the Youtube videos I've seen, JDR seems a LOT older.
edit. Judging on the Youtube videos I've seen, JDR seems a LOT older.
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While that is true, the COGIATI test is so hilarious I can't really be mad about it. Some of the questions and answers are great.
I went trough my old HDD and found a few things from PoE in regards to JDR that I saved back in the day. Maybe someone will find it interesting as they don't seem available anymore.
And lastly, the only uncorrupted pic in which JDR thanks people for successfully funding a new PC. IIRC it caused much butthurt among the PoEsters as the PayPal link was still functional well after they got a new computer.
The other text files are all weird journal entries from pasteldefender.com which are still avilable on that website.
For your consideration; a little mystical anomaly, a touch of something beyond reason, but which
is nevertheless real.
I just found out, for certain, that my father, my evil, dangerous, incredibly intelligent bastard of a
father, is dead. This is the man who beat me, who loathed me, who almost certainly murdered my
mother; the man who once crouched over me at night, as I lay urinating in terror upon a pile of my own
clothing, tossed out into the street, and held a gun to my head screaming obscenites and, as Sandra
pulled up in her car at the last second, pronounced upon me the absolute promise to kill me the next
time he saw me.
My father, Leonard Rooseveldt Reitz, USGS survey Level 14, master level chess instructor, possible
agent for the CIA, the single biggest threat to my life, is dead. Dead, dead, dead. I am free. I don't have
to worry about him showing up one day to keep his little promise.
Because, it might be argued, he has already made his attempt, likely with his last breath. Put your
cosmic goggles on, kiddos, because we are going deep into weirdness tonight
is nevertheless real.
I just found out, for certain, that my father, my evil, dangerous, incredibly intelligent bastard of a
father, is dead. This is the man who beat me, who loathed me, who almost certainly murdered my
mother; the man who once crouched over me at night, as I lay urinating in terror upon a pile of my own
clothing, tossed out into the street, and held a gun to my head screaming obscenites and, as Sandra
pulled up in her car at the last second, pronounced upon me the absolute promise to kill me the next
time he saw me.
My father, Leonard Rooseveldt Reitz, USGS survey Level 14, master level chess instructor, possible
agent for the CIA, the single biggest threat to my life, is dead. Dead, dead, dead. I am free. I don't have
to worry about him showing up one day to keep his little promise.
Because, it might be argued, he has already made his attempt, likely with his last breath. Put your
cosmic goggles on, kiddos, because we are going deep into weirdness tonight
Name: LEONARD R REITZ
Birth: 30 Dec 1932
Death: 10 Sep 2004 (P)
Last Residence: 97814 (Baker City, Baker, OR)
Birth: 30 Dec 1932
Death: 10 Sep 2004 (P)
Last Residence: 97814 (Baker City, Baker, OR)
I think some folks misunderstood...I'm not quitting playing here on the POE...I just do not intend to trade insults anymore. It just doesn't make me happy, and I don't think I am very good at it. That's all.
I think I got the easiest to understand answer to my question from Bitwize, with his MST3K, Ed Wood references. I loved MST3K and so I think I see that most of the folks on POE feel that they may be enjoying the earnest awfulness of websites in the same way Joel, and then Mike and the Bots 'enjoyed' many awfully earnest movies.
I guess that did not occur to me because, well, so much of the material here isn't really very funny, at least to me. It is more just kind of...bitter.
As may be.
I would like to address a number of issues folks have with me, all at once, if I may.
First off the issue of being 'special'. I seem to see a lot of folks ragging on me because of this concept, so maybe I should explain myself.
I do think I am 'special'...BUT...I also think anyone who creates, makes, invents, dreams, wonders, and questions, is also 'special'. The people I do not think are 'special' -by which I mean exceptional- are those that do none of these things. I think these things are very important.
An 'unspecial' person in my view is the person who does not question what they are told, who follows the party line, who does not think for themselves, who never bothers to use their creativity, who never tries to achieve any dreams, who never wonders about reality, life, and generally strange concepts and questions, and who, even worse, is proud of the fact of this.
I am convinced that every person has the ability to do all of these things, that every person has the capacity to strive beyond a robotic existence filled with unexamined thoughts. I do look down on anyone that settles for bland agreement with the common. I agree with Thomas Paine that it is the duty of every person to cultivate eccentricity, that such is the foundation of freedom and diversity.
In that respect, I am an elitist, but I am an elitist that considers anyone trying to be more than average, other than normal, is part of the elite. It is an elitism of individuality I support, and, in a world that savages the true individual and praises the conformist, I see nothing wrong with trying to counter the pressure to be ordinary.
I do not think I am particularly great within my own elitism, either. At most, I consider myself just trying to do my best. I know I am unusual in many respects, but I am not the most clever, or skilled, or even eccentric person by any means. I look up to so many people, and the only people I truly look down on are the ones who never bother to try.
I value intelligence and cleverness, this is true. But such things are for me relative. It is not upon some absolute that I judge this person creative and that person dull...rather is matters to me the intent, and the fact of pushing the envelope, trying ones best, making the most of what one has.
Now, at this point some wag will doubtless want to bring up my statements about inteligence numbers and creativity. According to what I have read on the matter of intelligence, there is the judgement that 'true creativity begins at 120 and above'. In some ways, I would agree with this, though I think the number itself is bogus...I think intelligence is far more complex than any one scale or system can represent...but I think there is clearly a powerful difference between the creativity of a clearly superior mind to an inferior one, and by 'superior' and 'inferior' I do NOT mean 'good' or 'bad', I mean capacity and function versus their lack. Some brains can do more than other brains, and however politically correct it may be to ignore this fact, it is nontheless real, whatever the merit of the various tests to determine it.
The creative effort of a very simple mind may well hold my interest more than the grand effort of a very complex mind, if I feel that the simple soul has put everything they have into what they have made, and the complex soul is just going through the motions. effort and intent matter to me, a very great deal, ultimately more than my enjoyment of intellectual ability.
So, 'being special' is not some magical thing for me, it really amounts to being daring enough to be eccentric and individual, making use of whatever abilities one has, and overall, making an effort to strive for something beyond bland complacent sloth.
Being 'special' when I use the word is not necessarily a compliment, though most often I mean it in a positive way. It is a statement of being Other than the average, beyond the norm, and I find that greatly admirable in -most- cases. At the very least, I respect it.
Another thing that I would like to address is that some people seem to feel that I consider myself superior for doing Unicorn Jelly, and that my talk of a 'Muse' and such is some attempt to promote myself.
I do not consider myself, or Unicorn Jelly to be terribly 'superior'. I am simply doing my best to do what I am compelled to do. I have no illusions that my artistic ability is great, or that my cleverness is brilliant, or that what I am doing is somehow the greatest thing ever. Enourmous numbers of people are far more capable, far more intelligent, far more stable, far wiser, far more educated, far more clever, and far more skilled than I ever will be, than I ever even -can- be.
As for my 'Muse', as I have explained over and over again, it is simply a label I use to try to explain a creative mechanism that is quite unusual to my own experience. I have never had anything like what is behind Unicorn Jelly happen to me before, I have nothing to compare it to that exactly fits, but it needs a name, and calling the phenomena my 'Muse' fits better than some long-winded attempt to define the experience every single time I refer to it. For all I know, what I am experiencing is common as can be...but it is novel to me. Totally effortless creativity that requires no thought and no planning, that is indeed better the less thought and planning I do, and which ultimately manufactures a long term, complex story that ends up having multiple layers of meaning is pretty novel -to me at least. What else am I supposed to call it?
Lastly, I am surprized that no one has asked me what I think of Unicorn Jelly. I would have figured that would have been an opportunity for a laugh rigth there. I will save you the trouble.
Although there are many things I wish I could do better with the work, and of course I wish I had more talent and skill, overall, I am proud of, and happy with, my own work. I think Unicorn Jelly is more than the sum of its parts, and has a value that transcends any one individual part. I do think the characters are interesting, and have a reality and a depth to them. I am very happy how personality and emotion is often conveyed without a single word of text, in pantomime, in silence, by image alone. I am not entirely satisfied with the art style I have choosen, but I would not suddenly change styles in mid work, because it would disrupt the feeling of the whole. I really like how the work as a whole has turned out, and I think it is good, and perhaps, even has brief glimpses of being great.
I do feel that Unicorn Jelly is unique, and that there is nothing else like it. That I am very happy with. The universe is unique and well developed, the details are satisfying, and overall, I am happy that I have gotten to do it. I believe in what I am doing, and value it. I would not keep doing it otherwise.
It could be better, and that little fault is mine, but I do the best I can, and that is enough. The story constantly surprises me, as I watch it unfold, and I look forward to reading it as I draw it every day.
I think I got the easiest to understand answer to my question from Bitwize, with his MST3K, Ed Wood references. I loved MST3K and so I think I see that most of the folks on POE feel that they may be enjoying the earnest awfulness of websites in the same way Joel, and then Mike and the Bots 'enjoyed' many awfully earnest movies.
I guess that did not occur to me because, well, so much of the material here isn't really very funny, at least to me. It is more just kind of...bitter.
As may be.
I would like to address a number of issues folks have with me, all at once, if I may.
First off the issue of being 'special'. I seem to see a lot of folks ragging on me because of this concept, so maybe I should explain myself.
I do think I am 'special'...BUT...I also think anyone who creates, makes, invents, dreams, wonders, and questions, is also 'special'. The people I do not think are 'special' -by which I mean exceptional- are those that do none of these things. I think these things are very important.
An 'unspecial' person in my view is the person who does not question what they are told, who follows the party line, who does not think for themselves, who never bothers to use their creativity, who never tries to achieve any dreams, who never wonders about reality, life, and generally strange concepts and questions, and who, even worse, is proud of the fact of this.
I am convinced that every person has the ability to do all of these things, that every person has the capacity to strive beyond a robotic existence filled with unexamined thoughts. I do look down on anyone that settles for bland agreement with the common. I agree with Thomas Paine that it is the duty of every person to cultivate eccentricity, that such is the foundation of freedom and diversity.
In that respect, I am an elitist, but I am an elitist that considers anyone trying to be more than average, other than normal, is part of the elite. It is an elitism of individuality I support, and, in a world that savages the true individual and praises the conformist, I see nothing wrong with trying to counter the pressure to be ordinary.
I do not think I am particularly great within my own elitism, either. At most, I consider myself just trying to do my best. I know I am unusual in many respects, but I am not the most clever, or skilled, or even eccentric person by any means. I look up to so many people, and the only people I truly look down on are the ones who never bother to try.
I value intelligence and cleverness, this is true. But such things are for me relative. It is not upon some absolute that I judge this person creative and that person dull...rather is matters to me the intent, and the fact of pushing the envelope, trying ones best, making the most of what one has.
Now, at this point some wag will doubtless want to bring up my statements about inteligence numbers and creativity. According to what I have read on the matter of intelligence, there is the judgement that 'true creativity begins at 120 and above'. In some ways, I would agree with this, though I think the number itself is bogus...I think intelligence is far more complex than any one scale or system can represent...but I think there is clearly a powerful difference between the creativity of a clearly superior mind to an inferior one, and by 'superior' and 'inferior' I do NOT mean 'good' or 'bad', I mean capacity and function versus their lack. Some brains can do more than other brains, and however politically correct it may be to ignore this fact, it is nontheless real, whatever the merit of the various tests to determine it.
The creative effort of a very simple mind may well hold my interest more than the grand effort of a very complex mind, if I feel that the simple soul has put everything they have into what they have made, and the complex soul is just going through the motions. effort and intent matter to me, a very great deal, ultimately more than my enjoyment of intellectual ability.
So, 'being special' is not some magical thing for me, it really amounts to being daring enough to be eccentric and individual, making use of whatever abilities one has, and overall, making an effort to strive for something beyond bland complacent sloth.
Being 'special' when I use the word is not necessarily a compliment, though most often I mean it in a positive way. It is a statement of being Other than the average, beyond the norm, and I find that greatly admirable in -most- cases. At the very least, I respect it.
Another thing that I would like to address is that some people seem to feel that I consider myself superior for doing Unicorn Jelly, and that my talk of a 'Muse' and such is some attempt to promote myself.
I do not consider myself, or Unicorn Jelly to be terribly 'superior'. I am simply doing my best to do what I am compelled to do. I have no illusions that my artistic ability is great, or that my cleverness is brilliant, or that what I am doing is somehow the greatest thing ever. Enourmous numbers of people are far more capable, far more intelligent, far more stable, far wiser, far more educated, far more clever, and far more skilled than I ever will be, than I ever even -can- be.
As for my 'Muse', as I have explained over and over again, it is simply a label I use to try to explain a creative mechanism that is quite unusual to my own experience. I have never had anything like what is behind Unicorn Jelly happen to me before, I have nothing to compare it to that exactly fits, but it needs a name, and calling the phenomena my 'Muse' fits better than some long-winded attempt to define the experience every single time I refer to it. For all I know, what I am experiencing is common as can be...but it is novel to me. Totally effortless creativity that requires no thought and no planning, that is indeed better the less thought and planning I do, and which ultimately manufactures a long term, complex story that ends up having multiple layers of meaning is pretty novel -to me at least. What else am I supposed to call it?
Lastly, I am surprized that no one has asked me what I think of Unicorn Jelly. I would have figured that would have been an opportunity for a laugh rigth there. I will save you the trouble.
Although there are many things I wish I could do better with the work, and of course I wish I had more talent and skill, overall, I am proud of, and happy with, my own work. I think Unicorn Jelly is more than the sum of its parts, and has a value that transcends any one individual part. I do think the characters are interesting, and have a reality and a depth to them. I am very happy how personality and emotion is often conveyed without a single word of text, in pantomime, in silence, by image alone. I am not entirely satisfied with the art style I have choosen, but I would not suddenly change styles in mid work, because it would disrupt the feeling of the whole. I really like how the work as a whole has turned out, and I think it is good, and perhaps, even has brief glimpses of being great.
I do feel that Unicorn Jelly is unique, and that there is nothing else like it. That I am very happy with. The universe is unique and well developed, the details are satisfying, and overall, I am happy that I have gotten to do it. I believe in what I am doing, and value it. I would not keep doing it otherwise.
It could be better, and that little fault is mine, but I do the best I can, and that is enough. The story constantly surprises me, as I watch it unfold, and I look forward to reading it as I draw it every day.
This is an interesting situation. Hmmm. I am in the position of being able to see both sides, actually.
On one hand, he is being a proper little fascist, to the extent that he is using his position as the leader of a corporation to attempt to create rules, which in this situation of power, are in effect like laws. Worse, these rules limit personal freedom, then demand proof of compliance.
On the other hand, I can see his reason for doing so, which is essentially the same reason that little children are not allowed to play with big bottles of chlorine bleach, or with the hot stove, or to run out into traffic, and are punished if they try to do these things.
What does one do, if those under one's responsibility are acting like children, or like retards?
No sapient (as opposed to merely sentient, Sapient as in truly aware, truly thinking, reasoning, capable of rational self awareness) human being smokes. Period. No sapient human being injects heroin, or has unprotected sex with strangers, or any number of unquestionably stupid, dangerous, self-destructive acts. Not a sapient person. The reasons are utterly obvious, and beyond any discussion.
Unfortunately, an incredible number of people, adults, might as well simply be considered barely sentient children. They cannot rationally be considered able to make decisions for themselves. Yet, of course, they are allowed such freedom, despite being effectively retarded in intellectual and emotional development, because they are large in number, average in all ways, and make up a huge portion of society. There is little one can do, when children make up such a large portion of the adult population. Thus their stupid antics, which hurt themselves and others, are accepted as allowable, even sacred in many ways.
The costs, to themselves, society, and other people around them are staggering. So, in one sense, one could easily see our little fascist as acting as a wiser parent to what amounts to retarded adults with little or no intellectual strength, or emotional maturity or awareness. Like a mother, protecting stupid children from the dangerous things in the house. To prevent tragedy, and to reduce problems overall.
What to do about truly stupid people?
On the other hand, the fact remains that the average intellegence is only 100, and the average maturity and wisdom well below functioning levels, and thus why shouldn't a race of foolish apes be free to fuck everything up for themselves and others if they want to? It's their world, after all, and they are the common mean, they dominate. Just because someone is wiser and more intelligent and aware, does not give them the right to protect others from their own idiocy, especially if they have the money or the social power to enforce such matters. We do NOT live in a merit-based civilization.
We live in a violence-and-wealth based civilization. The threat of the gun (police or army) and the power of wealth to buy loyalty or obesance determines who makes the rules in our world. Always. Indeed it is rare that violence-and-wealth even correspond with wisdom or awareness.
Certainly, our 70-year old in the article is not being altruistic here...he wants to save huge founts of money and large losses of productivity by limiting the stupidity of his workers. He doesn't care about them as people, he cares about the benefits of enforcing non-idiotic behavior on the people he employs. So he is no saint here. Just a bean-counter.
I guess I am torn. On one hand, I say "let the monkeys be stupid, it's their damn world, and Sapience is rare anyway. Majority rule, right?"
The other part of me goes "but they are just SO damn stupid! They fuck everything up for everyone with their ignorant, self-destructive, other-destructive, socially destructive habits, addictions, and foolish acts! Screw that! They are a risk to themselves and others, and that is the defining point of whether or not a person should be put in an institution. If they cannot, or will not, take care of themselves, and not harm others, then they need to be parented!"
Then, lastly, is the part of me that just plain does not like authority in any form, and can easily understand how all apes like me feel the same way, and most of all, I loathe the very idea of rich people with the means of production being able to make rules that affect the personal lives of the people they employ. Jobs are not easy to find, so that is too much power for them to have; it's not like you can just go find another job just like that. You often can't. So it becomes truly dangerous power over others. Not permissable, and easily abused beyond those behaviors which are unquestionably determined to be dangerous or suicidally stupid. It's far too easy to go from parenting stupid people into becoming a guardian of arbitrary morality, custom, or taboo. Trivially easy.
So, I guess I approve of his particular points, but see the vast danger of him having that kind of power, even for good, because if established, it could allow abuses of all kinds, which cannot be tolerated.
I guess it is necessary from that angle alone to let the monkeys do idiotic and dangerous things to themselves and others. The alternative is the inevitable domination by one of those same stupid monkeys, come to power or wealth.
Hmmm...so, in the end, I agree, he is a dangerous prick.
But...it is also a shame that stupid people can't be parented to protect both them, and other folks from them.
Sigh.
Damn stupid monkeys.
"There's nothing funnier than a smoking monkey" - Penn Gillette
On one hand, he is being a proper little fascist, to the extent that he is using his position as the leader of a corporation to attempt to create rules, which in this situation of power, are in effect like laws. Worse, these rules limit personal freedom, then demand proof of compliance.
On the other hand, I can see his reason for doing so, which is essentially the same reason that little children are not allowed to play with big bottles of chlorine bleach, or with the hot stove, or to run out into traffic, and are punished if they try to do these things.
What does one do, if those under one's responsibility are acting like children, or like retards?
No sapient (as opposed to merely sentient, Sapient as in truly aware, truly thinking, reasoning, capable of rational self awareness) human being smokes. Period. No sapient human being injects heroin, or has unprotected sex with strangers, or any number of unquestionably stupid, dangerous, self-destructive acts. Not a sapient person. The reasons are utterly obvious, and beyond any discussion.
Unfortunately, an incredible number of people, adults, might as well simply be considered barely sentient children. They cannot rationally be considered able to make decisions for themselves. Yet, of course, they are allowed such freedom, despite being effectively retarded in intellectual and emotional development, because they are large in number, average in all ways, and make up a huge portion of society. There is little one can do, when children make up such a large portion of the adult population. Thus their stupid antics, which hurt themselves and others, are accepted as allowable, even sacred in many ways.
The costs, to themselves, society, and other people around them are staggering. So, in one sense, one could easily see our little fascist as acting as a wiser parent to what amounts to retarded adults with little or no intellectual strength, or emotional maturity or awareness. Like a mother, protecting stupid children from the dangerous things in the house. To prevent tragedy, and to reduce problems overall.
What to do about truly stupid people?
On the other hand, the fact remains that the average intellegence is only 100, and the average maturity and wisdom well below functioning levels, and thus why shouldn't a race of foolish apes be free to fuck everything up for themselves and others if they want to? It's their world, after all, and they are the common mean, they dominate. Just because someone is wiser and more intelligent and aware, does not give them the right to protect others from their own idiocy, especially if they have the money or the social power to enforce such matters. We do NOT live in a merit-based civilization.
We live in a violence-and-wealth based civilization. The threat of the gun (police or army) and the power of wealth to buy loyalty or obesance determines who makes the rules in our world. Always. Indeed it is rare that violence-and-wealth even correspond with wisdom or awareness.
Certainly, our 70-year old in the article is not being altruistic here...he wants to save huge founts of money and large losses of productivity by limiting the stupidity of his workers. He doesn't care about them as people, he cares about the benefits of enforcing non-idiotic behavior on the people he employs. So he is no saint here. Just a bean-counter.
I guess I am torn. On one hand, I say "let the monkeys be stupid, it's their damn world, and Sapience is rare anyway. Majority rule, right?"
The other part of me goes "but they are just SO damn stupid! They fuck everything up for everyone with their ignorant, self-destructive, other-destructive, socially destructive habits, addictions, and foolish acts! Screw that! They are a risk to themselves and others, and that is the defining point of whether or not a person should be put in an institution. If they cannot, or will not, take care of themselves, and not harm others, then they need to be parented!"
Then, lastly, is the part of me that just plain does not like authority in any form, and can easily understand how all apes like me feel the same way, and most of all, I loathe the very idea of rich people with the means of production being able to make rules that affect the personal lives of the people they employ. Jobs are not easy to find, so that is too much power for them to have; it's not like you can just go find another job just like that. You often can't. So it becomes truly dangerous power over others. Not permissable, and easily abused beyond those behaviors which are unquestionably determined to be dangerous or suicidally stupid. It's far too easy to go from parenting stupid people into becoming a guardian of arbitrary morality, custom, or taboo. Trivially easy.
So, I guess I approve of his particular points, but see the vast danger of him having that kind of power, even for good, because if established, it could allow abuses of all kinds, which cannot be tolerated.
I guess it is necessary from that angle alone to let the monkeys do idiotic and dangerous things to themselves and others. The alternative is the inevitable domination by one of those same stupid monkeys, come to power or wealth.
Hmmm...so, in the end, I agree, he is a dangerous prick.
But...it is also a shame that stupid people can't be parented to protect both them, and other folks from them.
Sigh.
Damn stupid monkeys.
"There's nothing funnier than a smoking monkey" - Penn Gillette
And lastly, the only uncorrupted pic in which JDR thanks people for successfully funding a new PC. IIRC it caused much butthurt among the PoEsters as the PayPal link was still functional well after they got a new computer.
The other text files are all weird journal entries from pasteldefender.com which are still avilable on that website.
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Lmao she is probably just pissed this virus doesn't troon you out or turn you into a pony.
I think the penis hate stems from SRS regret lmao
JDR never learned not to feed the trolls.
Also JDR's father probably was the one who badly fucked JDR up, as narcissists do. I feel pity, but also lulz. If JDR had been born 30 or 40 years later JDR probably would have been like Chris-chan.
Also JDR's father probably was the one who badly fucked JDR up, as narcissists do. I feel pity, but also lulz. If JDR had been born 30 or 40 years later JDR probably would have been like Chris-chan.
JDR was, sort of, back in the day along with Gonterman. Her POE forum was one of the biggest.
CWC came at the right time to get mass exposure and a willingness to pump out content like response videos.
RazorBackBacon
kiwifarms.net
I'm not up on my JDR lore, but he talks like every BPD loonbat I've ever dated. The shit about his father was clear hokum.
Read JDR's walls of text and you can figure out that a. JDR's parents didn't love JDR b. both of JDR's parents were fucked up and c. JDR is probably extremely autistic, like literally medically autistic.
Then again someone who's put out Atlas Shrugged levels of 888 about ponies is likely severely autistic.
And it was mainly about "muh santhropy." Pure stupidity. JDR is mostly right about humanity.
That we need to be turned into female unicorns?
If I could stomp people with my hooves it might not be so bad.
We'd all be really super cute though.
RazorBackBacon
kiwifarms.net
I hate cute.
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