Hell hath no fury like a bestie-beezer scorned. The road is littered with the corpses of Clotso's old best-friend beezers.
Each and every one is annoying as the next, but we should not underestimate their capacity for mischief. Sooner or later, one of these crackpots will write the right message at the right time and manage to reach the right person at the right time, and someone's going to go knocking on her door. It's like a million monkeys with a million typewriters; it may take eons, but eventually some monkey is going to type out Romeo and Juliet. I do hope she's streaming when it happens. The cop knock at the villa was one thing, but some Kuwaiti functionary rapping on the door is going to give her pause.
As much as I detest A-loggers, I do see them as simply part of the ecosystem. All influencers have them, good ones and bad ones. So, I just don't worry about how organic it all is, and I welcome the plot twists. Aisha is as loonytoon as Missy Moo and all the others, but she has made things a little more interesting than they have been in a long time. Clotso has had to kind of face some things we've been waiting for her to finally address. Who knows? Maybe something will develop from it all. Whether it was meant to happen or not is moot; it is simply part of the environment, like a lightning strike or earthquake.
