Liz Fong-Jones / Elliot William Fong / @lizthegrey - 'Consent accident' enjoyer, ex-Google employee, nepotistic sex pest, Robert Z'Dar look-alike who wants authority over the Internet

Now watch them add that one to the kill count too.
Where's the totally not AI generated photo of a kiwi cutting the rope.
I got 'em:
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And the stranger thing to add is that last blog post that guy did who was titled "Ego death".
https://krisnova.net/posts/ego-death/ ( https://ghostarchive.org/archive/fdCbO )
Troons really seem to walk into all kinds of "accidents". "Consent accidents", "climbing accidents", the accident that gave birth to them...
 
I feel bad for the family and the friends. Even if your family member is some spacked out troon, that’s still your brother or your husband. That’s a hard thing to lose.

I don’t feel bad for the troon though, fuck that dumb-dumb. You scaled cliffs you SSRI chugging retard, what did you think would happen?
 
The body retrieval will be difficult and unpleasant. My deepest sympathies to the clean up crew.

I don't know, it kind of feels like a lost opportunity to me. Rock climbing is an incredibly difficult sport in pretty much every way there is, and if there's anything that can make you feel like your body and brain are completely emeshed, rock climbing would be it. This troon had most of his life make believing that he was in a completely wrong body. If that delusion was ever going to break, it would be when he's halfway up a mountain. It feels like a delicate experiment has been ruined forever because the guy cleaning the laboratory just knocked thirty thousand dollars worth of custom glassware off of the bench and onto the floor.

But then, that's when the whole narcissistic personality disorder kicks in. The only people who climb without ropes are either world champions who genuinely can't imagine dying any other way, or crazed narcissists who are convinced that they're above mortality and it will never happen to them.
 
I feel bad for the family and the friends. Even if your family member is some spacked out troon, that’s still your brother or your husband. That’s a hard thing to lose.

I don’t feel bad for the troon though, fuck that dumb-dumb. You scaled cliffs you SSRI chugging retard, what did you think would happen?
Tbh. his family and (former) friends may be sad, but probably also glad that it's over. It must be a relief knowing that a severely mentally ill and suffering loved one or friend is finally resting in peace.
 
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Tbh. his family and (former) friends may be sad, but probably also glad that it's over.
Silver lining, these people kill themselves at really high, disproportionate rates so it might’ve been better that they died falling off a cliff instead of putting a gun in their mouth.

One is tragic but the other is just…destructive to the entire family in indescribable ways. This might’ve been the best outcome for everyone involved, as fucked up as it is to say.
 
The body retrieval will be difficult and unpleasant. My deepest sympathies to the clean up crew.

I don't know, it kind of feels like a lost opportunity to me. Rock climbing is an incredibly difficult sport in pretty much every way there is, and if there's anything that can make you feel like your body and brain are completely emeshed, rock climbing would be it. This troon had most of his life make believing that he was in a completely wrong body. If that delusion was ever going to break, it would be when he's halfway up a mountain. It feels like a delicate experiment has been ruined forever because the guy cleaning the laboratory just knocked thirty thousand dollars worth of custom glassware off of the bench and onto the floor.

But then, that's when the whole narcissistic personality disorder kicks in. The only people who climb without ropes are either world champions who genuinely can't imagine dying any other way, or crazed narcissists who are convinced that they're above mortality and it will never happen to them.
Let's be real here, "rock climbing" was either some degenerate meet up far from prying eyes, or some trek for 60 year olds the guy managed to fuck up somehow.
 
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