Think about what you could do with $125,000. Buy a small house or put a fat down payment on a larger one, contribute to charity, buy a new vehicle, go to school, take up a hobby, help a family member or friend, start a business, invest (maybe not right now lol), buy ounces of platinum and gold, take an epic vacation, go to the Bunny Ranch in Nevada and do enough hookers and blow to have one of the most epic deaths in Kiwi history.
This dude spent that money getting it enshrined in legal precedent that people are allowed to call him a fat faggot on the Internet.
I've never met the man, but online he just comes across as the poster child for what's wrong with the social media addict First Worlder. Self-righteous, mean, lazy, entitled, utterly convinced of his own superiority despite all the evidence to the contrary. But the thing that distinguishes a lot of these people is waste-- Mostly of time. Parked online for hours and hours a day, acting like the days just keep coming and that's all they have to do, doomscrolling through Twitter or Instagram or TikTok or YouTube. It used to be a joke about cable TV, didn't it-- 800 channels and nothing's on. Now it's one million channels and nothing's on-- Scroll, scroll, scroll, until I find something colorful or offensive enough, or with tits in it, or a bunch of reactions letting me know it's okay to care and interact with whatever this is. Waste of time, energy, potential, money. We have reduced the skill floor for basic survival in the US to as close to zero as it's likely to get, and now we find out what a lot of humans will do when basically no effort is required to keep air in their lungs-- they turn into toxic weirdos who will literally do nothing except talk to themselves on the Internet. Apologies for sperging.