Also, at the end of the video: "I'm afraid of women. I'm afraid of myself."
Just imagine how out of touch with the rest of humanity you must be to believe that fear and hatred are intrinsically evil things that you are immune from because only bad people have them. Expressing the strawman not with humour but with soulless droning that shows you can't distinguish the joy you get from laughter with the feeling you get when your ludicrous strawmen are validated. "You're like this because I say so!". It has yet to occur to me why we should allow Scott Owens, a man who throws his friend under the bus by taking advantage of his emotional vulnerabilities, to dictate how we should express ourselves online or find certain things funny. There are no limits for the contempt I hold for men like these, who adhere to no moral code whatsoever, spitting condemnation at men who actually have a sense of humour.
Even his art style sucks. It's truly soulless. The music isn't catchy, nor are their any witty jokes aside from "Ha ha this is you!". It's devoid of personality and an appreciation or glorification of anything whatsoever.
Every time they try to infantilize you with condescension and sneering babytalk, know that it's projection at its finest. When they treat the target of derision with zero human dignity yet vilify him as a threat and a baby at the same time that's when you know it's not made in good humour but rather the collective caustic butthurt of the choir he's preaching to. Underneath that veneer of faux-cleverness there's nothing but impotent rage both on the part of Scott and the kafkatrapping scumfuck asskissers in the comment section, who yet delude themselves into thinking there's hundreds of mewling manchildren suffering heart attacks upon sight of Scott's genius, when the real nice guys - the male feminists - are kneeling behind their yeasty folds, agreeing with everything they say for a crumb of pussy.