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And here’s something else. In the back of their minds they know if they do somehow encounter one of these meanies and they escalate the situation (complete with weapons), someone could potentially get hurt. All of these people are aching for another George Floyd or Charlottesville incident.
I like how Pat has singlehandedly caused an entire convention to come down with severe paranoia over literally nothing. Some of the attendees will have panic attacks just thinking that handsome guy in the denim is a neonazi. They literally troll themselves.
"Litigious retaliation" meaning not intermediately surrendering your First Amendment rights when some fat loser sues you without any legal grounds to back him up, btw.
You'd have to have Patrick burst in like Kramer to a bunch of drunks at Hooligans. A good sitcom would only show Patrick's insanity slowly like he's George Costanza, except his parents are delusions that he yells at around the corner.
These cunts will never acknowledge that in an actual court, where a judge makes rulings based on actual facts, Rick lost and was ordered to pay the guy he sued.
That's what makes Pat posting so much sweeter. The days of having to be a degenerate with no job to listen to the OnA show is over. I'd bet that a good amount of OnA is now middle aged, decent earners, probably evenly blue/white collar due to youtube and reddit. Pat is adamant that we're all losers who spend all day stalking him but it's all projection of his embarrassing lack of accomplishments.
It would be a running gag that he bursts out of his apartment when the main gang enters the corridor like the guy from Ghostbusters, only fat and wearing nothing but an open bathrobe, going "No, child" on whatever topic the main gang is talking about. Usually what he says will be blatantly and ridiculously wrong, but said with absolute confidence.
Now that the fun has moved online people can just patpost on their lunch break.
The choice was between having to deal with fat Pat in his business, obnoxiously lodging his fat complaints, or finding a Pat-free funding source. I know which I’d choose. Would bet money they only let him drink there because they’re not looking to get into a protracted vendetta with a fat, vindictive barfly.
"Writing hack-y...at Piggy's Half-House"
That would be easily solved by lying to Patrick, getting him under a cast iron contract and then having him play himself.
Sure, but let’s be serious here.
Yep, found the problem right there.
I’m not saying it’s the only valid choice or the one you or I would make. But I get it. Especially if the owner has some kind of connection to his family, or is particularly conflict-averse. Hell, he probably spends a lot per visit on both alcohol and food, so let’s say (VERY conservative estimate) he’s throwing $1000/month into their cash register. Some people will do what they need to do to hang onto a $12k/year customer.
I'm surprised that the SciFi writers guild didn't assign him actual legal counsel. I know those organizations only exist to force Scholastic and libraries to buy their books in some bullshit scheme cooked up 7 decades ago when actual good writers established the organization with some actual clout and good will behind it, but you'd expect them to give Pat at least a paralegal so he didn't lose his case.
