He actually didn't. She was in some nursing home rotting to death like Ronnie polymerising with his couch, neglected by their only physically functional child. When ole'Salty Sandra sampled the hospital concrete, Ethan was too busy doing his COMPTED trips to immediately fly back. You would think if someone's mother has the affinity to probe hard surfaces with her jaw, they'd be by her all the time. Ethan Ralph's cope cycles from "vaccines" to "CDC won't allow it" -- epitomising laziness and apathy, ie, he never actually tried.
He can babysit slots for professional math spergs like me to felt him with probability but he can't stand his daughter for a full week and he failed to be by the side of his rotting Mama as Satan delivers the checkmate to her soul. The house literally always wins, until some based Jewish man delivers a Kosher engineering masterpiece that even the FBI cannot handle, turning the house into a pile of rubble as curious onlookers cheer his valiant efforts. (I fucking hate this industry.)
Casinos are just taxation for the poor and money laundering for the rich and the criminals.
(Harvey's Casino fireworks:
https://www.fbi.gov/video-repository/newss-harveys-casino-bomb/view)
He cares more about slots than his child, more about Cuban trips than his dog, and whimpering about words he understand not is more important than his whore of a mother who was licking the covid-riddled pavement of the hospitals as the slots gives Ethan yet another taste of Markov Chains. This is why no one should care when ayelawgs joke about his subhuman wigger lineage.
Everything is fair game. Sandra.zip can at least have dialysis in Purgatory.