- Layoffs at Halo Studios start today
- Fired Bethesda devs are yelling into the void
- EA is getting ready for layoffs
- Bungie got gutted in June
- Shitty artsy studios at Xbox got kicked out
- Ubisoft killed a studio in Canada
....and it's only starting
SHOULD HAVE LEFT MY GAMES ALONE!
@remarks When we act, we create our own reality. And while you're studying that reality, we'll act again, creating other new realities, which you can study too, and that's how things will sort out. We're history's actors... and all of you will be left to just study what we do.
@Josh_HokitUFC DC is a fat loser. Little 🐖 is just trying to squeal whatever the network wants to hear. He’s just mad the hok has more moxie in a single drip of sweat than he ever did at any point in his career
I’ve been nothing but nice to this fat cow pig… I’m not here for unity, in reality there will never be unity… I come to divide people’s faces… if you don’t like it then come do something about it…
Good luck to Trump and the GOP without Catholics, Muslims, anti-war voters, fiscal hawks, immigration hawks, prospective home-buyers, anybody who wanted the Epstein Files, anybody who watches Tucker, Alex Jones, Megyn Kelly, & Candace.
But hey at least they’re popular in Israel.
The most fascinating part about Brilyn Hollyhand is that his existence reveals the bipartisan nature of the shadowy think tank that exists to bioengineer turbo-rapeable political twinks like Dean Withers.
At first, with Dean Withers and Harry Sisson, you think "Okay this is just a funny coincidence. Of course some openly liberal industry plants would be a little fruity, what straight man would willingly campaign for Kamala that hard?"
And the names were like a 1.5/2 on the shitpost scale. Like Withers is a slightly suggestive connotation of weak limpness, you're WITHERING away. Whatever. But Harry Sisson? Hairy Sissy? Okay maybe. That's probably just reality making a funny joke through serendipity.
But then one day Charlie Kirk gets killed and suddenly they had to pull this little catamite out of the biochamber before he could gestate fully. They're shoving probes into his skull before it hardens into shape and scrambling to pull together Turning Point YouTube clips to bombard at him Clockwork Orange MKULTRA style. He's speedreading PragerU flash cards before getting fitted for a gay blue suit.
And you look at him. Wet lips, soft little face, paper-thin scalp from his overgrown cranium, permanent prey canthal tilt, and a put-on fay Southern accent trying its hardest to hide the theater queer lisp. And what is his name? WHAT IS HIS NAME?
BRILYN HOLLYHAND?! BRILYN FUCKING HOLLYHAND?! WHO THE FUCK-
Who the fuck names their son Brilyn? "Yes Doctor, put Brilyn on the birth certificate, I want him to grow up to be a human fleshlight horny dual citizen US senators." I wouldn't be surprised if the Hollyhand last name is completely fake too, like his whole name is just a porn star sobriquet.
It's a bit unnerving to say the least. Somewhere in America, thousands of young kids are being fed the right school lunches, taking the right ADHD medications, and shown the right cartoons to prime them for withstanding being molested by their CIA-plant middle school music teacher without wanting to kill themselves after.
They learn the art of subterfuge from after-school theater class and stay closeted long enough to get recruited into becoming digital talking heads and the entire thing is a house of cards waiting to collapse because the methods are two generations behind Gen Z domestic guerilla levels of grassroots cultural warfare. They're sending in mannequins on segways into Vietnam to get murdered by talking trees and they know it's not gonna work anymore.
They're still doing it though. They get by on siphoning budget money sluiced from some fed department oversight and they're just throwing shit at the wall and trying to see how funny and obvious they can make their twink puppets now.
Watch, 2 years from now you're gonna see a human glory hole pulled out of the ass end of a Roman orgy dressed in polo shirts with a bowtie and the name card under his face is gonna say I'mgay Rapeme, Political Commentator. He'll be 3 weeks old in the body of a 24 year old, grown out of they same vat that they cooked Obama in and some MSM vampires will be telling you that he's been a big figure on the _______ wing for years.
It makes sense when you consider that for basically the last century, the information cycle has been swathes of suppliant boomers being introduced to a random name and face on news show panels with the title "expert" fixed to their names while they say things you're supposed to say and express emotionally how you're supposed to feel.
A century long gambit of Pavlovian conditioning completely broken against the ramparts of full scale unhinged mass psychological insurgency. Children are being raised to weave between psyops and create their own for jokes like Taliban 5-year-olds dancing in the raining debris of far off artillery fire. They sent this poor bastard just to get shredded apart and mocked by an army of autonomous village killers who have spent their whole lives walking, eating, shitting, and shooting SAMs at memetic helicopters at the same time.
I feel bad for him honestly. You look at him when he speaks and he looks strained. It's like making a farm animal walk on two legs and figure out arithmetic for apple cores and dollops of peanut butter. He doesn't want to be here, pretending to be a watered down country club conservative just to get pelted by groypers for being a plant. He's missing half his frontal lobe, he's not even sentient enough to know he's supposed to be jealous of Nick Fuentes.
Brilyn Hollyhand should be at home, unknown to the world except for a social circle of faghags on mimosa Sundays and and slippery bathhouse acquaintances. He spent his adolescence getting into politics instead of living a quaint life of sucking off ashamed football players under the bleachers and this is what he gets for it. Impaled, immolated, outmoded, and out of his depth. A consolation prize of GRID infection from his 65-year old handler manager before being tossed aside into the sewer pile hitting his expiration date at 21 years old.
Some questions I would like Glenn to ask AI George Washington:
- should black people be able to vote or hold office?
- should black people be able to own guns?
- should women be able to vote?
- how would you handle Martha when she would talk back to you?
- what do you think of no-fault divorce laws?
- what would you do with the Somalians in Minneapolis?
- what do you think of the 90-foot Hindu monkey god statue in Texas?
- should Indians be allowed to vote, hold office, or own property in this country?
- what would you do with all the Muslims in Dearborn?
- and finally, were Jews allowed to hold office in this country when it was founded? Why not?