I gotta add one more thing to my soapbox rant because it's Friday, it's been a crazy but fun day at work and I'm having a few beers and chilling the fuck out. And we now know, for a fact, that Phil reads these forums. So let's get a little personal for a minute. I'm going to put a bit of my face to this "detraktur account". My intention isn't to powerlevel but to throw some real world perspective in here with my personal anecdote. Then again I could just be a no life rambling autist who doesn't know what they're fucking talking about. Hopefully my post comes across mature and intelligent but that's not for me to decide.
I grew up middle class. Decent neighborhood, decent school, blah blah blah. Around mid-2000s I lost a few family members and the housing market hit. Life went from being good to being pretty fucking shitty. For quite a few years. Keep in mind, I'm an average joe just like Phil, though I never "owned" two houses or a BMW, nor was I making 6 figures sitting on my ass playing vidya games. But it is what it is, nothing I can do about that. But we're both average joes who got dealt a bad hand.
My first instinct when this shit went down, and a few of my other family members had physical/mental issues/(excuses..let's be fair cause shit I was depressed and anxious too but oh well fucking figure it out right? Real life doesn't care about your issues. Survive or perish. That's how it is sometimes) and needed assistance (mom had fibromyalgia, brother had depression) wasn't to beg other people for money or make up stories. I went and got a job. When I did the math and realized that wasn't enough, I got a second job. When even that wasn't enough my next thought was to sell whatever I owned, even if it was a prized possession or something sentimental because it would get us a nice chunk of cash. Enough to cover our rent, water, electricity for another month or so. Every month I was actually throwing money into a black hole and always worrying about the next month. For reals for reals. I wasn't out buying figurines or shit, it was to save our house because I didn't know where or what to do to support two other people, and myself, if we ended up on the streets. Especially when one person is physically limited, and the other person is still processing what the fuck we just went through.
Now my mom, otoh, WAS a bit of a hustler and would bs a little to get pity bucks from the neighbors or whoever else and then would spend it on frivolous things like cigarettes or w/e. All it did was undermine what I was trying to do to get things back on track and it was embarrassing the times when/if I did need to ask for help, as a last resort, because people assumed I was just like her because we were family. But here's the thing, rarely if ever did I ask for more than a couple hundred bucks. Never asked for thousands, tens of thousands, and it certainly wasn't every month, let alone every goddamn day. And I always explained what it was for, paid it back on time if not earlier, with a little interest, and a well written thank you card because it meant that fucking much to me and because I didn't want people assuming I was some low rent leech when I was legit working 6 days a week to support my family (a REAL family, not some gold digging rebound to make your ex jealous and some alley cat even the shelters rejected and hated. Hence why they gave him to Phil instead of just putting him down #jasperdidnothingwrong). Hell, I was just grateful the one year our neighbors came over and brought us Thanksgiving dinner because our power was off and we didn't have any money for a decent turkey dinner anyways. To this day I still follow up with certain people or send them little gifts or things.
And oh sure, just like Phil I most certainly did have fun days for myself where my girlfriend and I did things. Everyone needs a break from reality and to decompress. So after I gave every cent of my paychecks to our actual bills (and made sure they were paid and covered) I would go and recycle cans or scrounge for enough coins in the couch cushions and my car and coinstar them so that we could have a nice modest date which never exceeded more than $20 during these times.
It was definitely a rough time and I learned a lot from it. My work ethic is even stronger because of it. We're all in much better positions and have been since then. But that was a real life crisis, with real life feelings of hopelessness/anxiety/depression and we pushed through positively with hard work and effort. And we definitely didn't have two properties, a BMW, or a shitton of somewhat valuable items to auction/sell otherwise that shit would've been sold in a heartbeat. That would've been a nice nest and safety net to carry us to the next chapter.
What frustrates me is to see that, even in the situation Phil is in right now, he doesn't even have the balls to step out the front door and start hitting the pavement. It's soooo fucking serious and soooo stressful but let's do the exact same shit we do every single day and not expound just one more ounce of effort. Shit at the very least he could start pawning off his own stuff and that'd take a nice dent out of his debt. No one else gives a fuck about your statues or empty game cases but maybe the IRS will get some revenue out of it. Point is he's got a ton of shit in his house worth...something. For Phil it'd be easier to sell shit than actually work so just pawn everything. Then you have room for all the shit you're gonna buy in the future. I didn't have that luxury. When it was "that bad d00d" I wasn't asking people to "step up" I was BUSTING MY ASS all day, then downing cheap ass coffee for the caffeine so I could stay up all night putting out more applications to hopefully get a better job with more hours.
And people have said for years "just sell the condo, collect the money, get a life lesson and learn to live within your means". He had a nice system in place for years and he messed everything up on his own. He was making 6 figures doing the least effort videos with a dedicated fanbase. He was the one who decided to buy multiple homes and spend lavishly. He was the one who was then stressed out because of it. He was the one who stressed himself with his own "work load". He was the one who blew up at every bit of constructive criticism by perceiving it as slights and threats against him. He was the one who never appreciated a cent anyone gave him or put in any effort to show gratitude or growth. Even if his life was that horrible and he was that destitute you can still show gratitude and give people feedback on what you're doing and how things look. Where I live now we have a huge homeless population. I see them every day going to work and I help who I can. The majority of them are so grateful for a dollar, free food, or just being treated like a real life human being rather than being spit on or treated like their invisible (which happens all the time). So I don't want to hear it.
As bad as Phil says his life is, it's never going to be "that bad". The literal definition of "bad" is foreign to Phil. I don't wish him harm or anything at all. I would love for every ISP provider to ban him from the internet for a few years and he can work his way through the job force like everyone else. I want him to gain perspective and some humbleness. And if he legit has some sort of mental illness like depression or something that's holding him back, then yeah it sucks and I don't wish that on anyone, but wtf bro you talk about it all the time. So you're aware you have depression and/or physical limitations or whatever the fuck, get off your ass, and get it managed. There's plenty of doctors, services, whatnot. Your ass is paying $400 a month (cause you constantly bitch about health insurance yet, you don't even take advantages of those services to improve your own quality of life).
If you're the "true and 100% authentic real life mature adult business man" that you claim to be and this is a "serious adult business" that you're banking all your chips on, then you need to show some serious gratitude to the fans/whales you have left. As well as swallowing your pride and showing some humbleness by making amends with all the bridges you've burned. How much money have you left on the table popping off at other khantent kreators instead of pahsitively collaborating with them. How many fans/participants have you lost from petty squabbles instead of laughing it off or actually being "true and honest" and giving them a good answer to their concerns. How many relationships have you destroyed as well due to perceived slights or not just being "the mature intelligent reasonable adult" and taking the L to preserve the relationship. And you need to start investing in yourself and not materialstic bullshit if you want to have anything to show for when you retire. Your money should be going to a savings account or invested in to something. Not into statues that will sit in your closet, or digital downloads you're going to rage delete when EZ mode isn't as EZ as you thought it would be. I survived my "crisis" in my early 20s. You're almost 40. Grow the fuck up and figure it out cause you ain't gonna have the energy when you hit your 50s or 60s. Real talk.
I could go on for days but I'm gonna stop here. I've shitposted enough with all my slandering, demeaning, and anti-factual rhetoric that's not pertinent to anything. But fuck dude get it together! Yeah I've punked on you like we all have but I've never thought you were this bad. I think we've all had these moments of feeling like there's a glimmer of hope for you. You're not an evil person, you don't deserve the death penalty or anything like that. There is a bit of an appeal to you hence why you've had moderate success in what you do, but fuck man, the days of "yeah he does a lot of weird obnoxious and insecure shit and lies about fucking everything...but he's not THAT bad..I'd have a beer and chat with him irl" is growing more and more distant by the day.
but this new development gives me hope that we may soon be witnessing history: the first time Phillip P. Burnell ever has to face a real-world consequence
