I'm not going to buy that the drippy knob has a car until I see actual proof. Tell me I'm in denial because I don't want to believe that the great State of Utah would ever license someone as defective and malfunctioning as Russell Greer to operate a motor vehicle, I don't care.
I agree. I can believe that he learned to drive as a teenager, and may have been able to safely navigate around a place like Evanston, but dealing with traffic in the SLC area? Nah.
And where would he have got the money for a car, or insurance (which will be high for him), or the other costs associated with owning a vehicle? He moved into an actual apartment of his own several months ago, which means his housing expenses are at least double what they were when he was still renting rooms. He's also blown money on getting his shitty songs produced. As far as we know, he's still working a low-tier clerical job (and lacks the competence to get promoted). His credit rating is doubtless unimpressive for no other reason than he's never taken on any significant debt, and thus has little or no credit history to speak of. And that he might have any substantial savings, especially after three years of bouncing from low-tier job to low-tier job, and rented room to rented room? Yeah--no.
We've speculated that his parents are the ones who are paying his attorney--and maybe they are paying for some or all of that expense--but they don't seem to be wealthy people, and I doubt they're paying any of his living expenses. I also doubt they'd give him his mom's old car, or any car, for that matter, given that they know his limitations better than anybody. They know he's too impaired to safely drive, except perhaps in the lightest traffic.
So yeah, I have a hard time believing that he's got a car. But, on the other hand, why would he lie about it? I guess we'll have to wait and see.
His post about being involved with a model got me thinking about how sometimes his life leans a little bit more towards the sad than the horrifying. If he was really talking about Erika that means he started bragging about being in a relationship after a girl replied to a couple of his messages at most without blocking him. To Russell letting the world know he's dating a 9 or a 10 is so important he can't wait a couple of days to confirm if he's actually dating said 9 or 10.
It may have been a conscious strategy to force the relationship in the direction he wanted it to go. Erika was so nice, she actually responded to him, instead of running away screaming. She seemed sympathetic to his loneliness, and didn't want to hurt his feelings. So for her to correct Russell--to say no to him, to say they weren't actually dating--would have been really uncomfortable for her. And maybe Russell was counting on her not wanting to be mean in order to get his way.
Nearly everything the guy does in his life is motivated by a hunger for attention, impotent rage, or both. His entire life, for who knows how long, just revolves around convincing people he's never met before that he's on the fastest lane to success. Since he's too good for hobbies and too insufferable to have real friends, he just spends most of his free time trying to harass women online, wasting his family's money on retarded lawsuits or shouting at the empty void of his facebook feed about how great he is.
His life is way beyond boring, it's just completely empty. Most pet hamsters lead more exciting and fulfilling lives than Russell.
There is an emptiness to Russell that I can hardly fathom. He's got a few basic functions, but he's one of the most crudely programmed humans I've ever seen. I can't even imagine him getting into bed at night and going to sleep like a normal human; I envision him sitting slumped in a corner after powering down for the night. It's bleak and terrifying to imagine what it's like to actually
be Russell, but god damn, it's fascinating to watch him execute the same shitty routines over and over again.
He won't move to Nashville. Too many blacks.
Would he even know that? Like most Americans, he probably associates Nashville with country music, and thus white people, so I can easily imagine him being shocked to get there and find so many saggy-pants thugs. I doubt he's the sort to do careful online research about a city he intends to move to. He hasn't done any on how to break into the entertainment business as a songwriter; or serve a high-profile celebrity with a legal complaint; why would he look up demographic info for Nashville (or anywhere else)? Taylor Swift's primary residence is there; that's all that would matter to Russell.