Careercow Robert Chipman / Bob / Moviebob / "Movieblob" - Middle-Aged Consoomer, CWC with a Thesaurus, Ardent Male Feminist and Superior Futurist, the Twice-Fired, the Mario-Worshipper, publicly dismantled by Hot Dog Girl, now a diabetic

How will Bob react to seeing the Mario film?


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It will never not be funny to me that the founder of netflix tried to sell out to blockbuster for a fraction of what it's worth today but the ceo of blockbuster turned the deal down because he thought streaming was a dumb idea because people would miss the experience of going down to the local blockbuster.

If they had taken the deal and survived, how much you want to bet that they'd be demonized as another monopolistic megacorp ruining our lives and stomping out competition?

It's funny, those weeping and cursing Wal-Mart's name when K-mart went under were the same ones who cursed K-Mart when it came to town and put the Mom n' Pops out of business.

And Bobby's allegiances will always be with who is on top, regardless of how scummy they were or weren't in getting there, or, how long they're likely to last.

You'd think a guy who has a thing for "superiority" would notice that corporations all have a lifespan, the eventually grow complacent, top-heavy with executives who are increasingly out-of-touch with where technology and tastes are going, become slow to react, slow to innovate, rely on past glory and name to get increasingly high-interest loans to stay afloat through these "dry spells just before the big turnaround" instead of likelihood of success, and lose the spark that drove them to corner the market.

If he were smart, he would have a little "Quisling" insurance, don't go all-in with the Empire the instant they land on your shores, no empire ever lasts, but memory does. Don't pledge 115% loyalty to Disney, because it's increasingly looking like they're heading for a big shedding of divisions at best, or slow failure at worst. In 10 years, they could be nothing but a theme park and classic movie broadcasting company at the rate they're hemorrhaging cash on top of having debt overhead in the billions.

Oh, don't be silly, he would say, they're Disney, they'll bounce back, they always did/do!

Time travel back 100 years and tell the man-on-the-street that in 2020, Sears Roebuck, JC Penney and Montgomery Ward would all be gone, he'd call you a liar.

Bobby's worship of Media Mega conglomerates is based on a the false notion they're too big to fail, and thus "superior".
 
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The problem with a lot of these nostalgia spergs, whether it be regarding places like the Game Place or Blockbuster, is that they're placing the nostalgic value on the wrong thing. One of my childhood rituals was my friends and I having one of our parents take us to see a newly released movie every Friday night after we got home from school. We would usually get pizza at a restaurant that was located in the same strip mall as the theater was, and when the movie was over we would walk around the strip mall for a little bit.

The value in those memories are not in regards to the pizza place, the movie theater or the strip mall. It's not even in the movies we watched. It's the fun memories I have of hanging out with my childhood friends, those other things are just part of the scenery.
Yes, but you actually had friends.

I'm reminded of that episode of Scrubs where Richard Kind, who had a recurring role as a hypochondriac, sued the hospital because a surgery had prevented him from playing tennis. When asked why this was so important, the character admitted he knew people found him annoying and he was lonely because of it, but when he went to the tennis club, they had to interact with him and it was almost like he had friends.

With Chris I get why Blockbuster was important, because it was the job he had where he made lots of friends that he still hangs out with to this day, plus he was young and it was before he had the big responsibilities that comes with having a family. For Bob, I reckon it was the first time he felt like he actually was as important as he assumes he is. He could be the equivalent of Comic Book Guy behind a video store counter and lecture smugly, or help recommend obscure movies for the customers. He admitted before his dream was to one day be the manager of a video store before streaming took that away. If Mass. is an at will fire state, he absolutely would have lorded that power over his employees and been the worst kind of tyrant. And it would have been the greatest days of his life until he got fired for it, though he would always claim it was for some other reason.
 
Bob mistakes customer service employees being nice to him as them being friends and consequently has overly nostalgic memories for soulless corporations. Same with other content creators as disastrously seen with Lindsay.
IIRC after 9/11 he was hanging out at Blockbuster and talking with the minimum wage slave there about it like he was their coworker or friend.
 
If you look into their history, Blockbuster actually was trying to create their own streaming/video-on-demand service as early as the year 2000. It even involved Enron as a partner.

Blockbuster did seem to have some grasp of what the future was going to hold. It just came way quicker than they expected. Combine that with an array of bad business decisions and other changes in the home entertainment market (like the DVD overtaking the VHS), it's no wonder why they went belly up.
I don't really think Blockbuster could have survived even had this deal gone through to be quite honest though. So much of their value was locked up in their physical brick and mortar properties that any move to sell them off even if they were loss generators (and they were) would have sent investors into a frenzy and collapsed the company.

People fail to remember that big time investors don't really think much in the long term and are obsessed with short term gain through "beating" the market. causing lots of flux in the market which eventually even starts to impact index funds.
 
Yes, but you actually had friends.

I'm reminded of that episode of Scrubs where Richard Kind, who had a recurring role as a hypochondriac, sued the hospital because a surgery had prevented him from playing tennis. When asked why this was so important, the character admitted he knew people found him annoying and he was lonely because of it, but when he went to the tennis club, they had to interact with him and it was almost like he had friends.

With Chris I get why Blockbuster was important, because it was the job he had where he made lots of friends that he still hangs out with to this day, plus he was young and it was before he had the big responsibilities that comes with having a family. For Bob, I reckon it was the first time he felt like he actually was as important as he assumes he is. He could be the equivalent of Comic Book Guy behind a video store counter and lecture smugly, or help recommend obscure movies for the customers. He admitted before his dream was to one day be the manager of a video store before streaming took that away. If Mass. is an at will fire state, he absolutely would have lorded that power over his employees and been the worst kind of tyrant. And it would have been the greatest days of his life until he got fired for it, though he would always claim it was for some other reason.
Bob can only feel important when he is, or at least thinks he is, the most knowledgeable person on a subject. It's why he hates Scream so much because it took that ability away when it came to horror films. Yet another demonstration of how petty and vindictive he is.

Let's just imagine that video stores survived to this day and he becamea manager. I can imagine him seething at people renting DC movies and potentially being another instance of someone going full reeeee at a MAGA hat. Not to mention, he would probably turn into a commissar type who pokes and prods at people's political loyalty and tastes and eventually fires wrong thinkers for the slightest mistakes. The day he inevitably gets fired himself, as you mentioned, he would blame it on mayoghouls or people just hating him for being Bob. He'd then turn every further firing into a grand conspiracy like Chris-Chan did with his Love Quest.
 
I did my time in modern McDonalds. We geerally had 4-5 quarter pound paties warm at any time, and maybe 15 nuggets on a good day. VGiven the timre required and modern Mcdonalds SOP, i'd say he gets his food in 10 minutes. But this isnt based off USA mcDonalds, so I could be wrong.
Back in my day (and the tray sizes haven't changed either), the meat trays usually held like 6 quarter patties, and we'd sometimes have two trays of that going (back in the old days of constant production anyway). Hamburger patties being smaller, they'd have more of them available, so if other people wanted hamburgers/cheeseburgers, there's no sweat there.

Seems there's some interesting regional differences going on here, then. My own (USA, although differences vary by GM's supreme unwritten law) McDonald's prides itself on dropping every single Quarter fresh, to the point where any extra Quarters we drop by accident have to be thrown out after half an hour. When you take into account both the 120 seconds each Quarter takes to cook and our completely asinine policy of dropping three Quarters max per side of the grill (for a total of 6 Quarters max on our designated grill), it can be very easy for a single Quarter to fuck over every rush-hour order behind it to the tune of 500 seconds or more, which might as well be twenty years in McDonald's time. Maybe my McDonald's is just being too circumspect and this situation wouldn't happen anywhere else in the country, but I do know that Bob's order would definitely put us in particular through the wringer.

This isn't the "former and current employees bitching about McDonald's" thread, so I'll get myself back on track by opining on Chris' narcissism. Again, I am very late, but I couldn't find another message quite like it by search, so I'll just talk about it here and accept my clocks for the trouble.

Let's look at the pinned tweet on Chris' twitter.

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Our resident Chipman observers are no stranger to this pinned tweet, so I'll leave out the background info, including the fact that Chris has only really lost patrons since he posted the damn tweet four months ago. Instead, let's put on our puzzle piece hats and analyze the signatures in the attached image. We'll go clockwise from the sticker and see if we can't notice a certain incongruity in the composition of the signatures.

Taylor: Taylor Morden, director of the documentary itself. Signature is concise yet professional, with its pen angles and underscore lending a highly authoritative quality to it.

SandiH: Sandi Harding, Blockbuster GM and valuable source of documentary insight. Signature is similarly concise but flourishing, with warm details suggesting a genuine and gracious personality behind it.

CHRIS CHIPPA "THE CHIPPA" TALKBUSTER: Chris Chipman, former wagie and current bandwidth glutton. Signature is unnecessarily stylized and ostentatious, reminiscent of gaudy signed pieces at celebrity events. Apropos of nothing, it contains the movie star carb-guzzling lump's preferred signature and most relevant (in this case) podcast. It also takes up a full fourth of the whole fucking space.

I think the evidence speaks for itself. Chris would rather die than admit it in public, but his actions telegraph an unbelievable amount of unwarranted self-importance, as if part of him truly believes himself to be bigger and more important than, say, the fucking director of his beloved documentary. At the least, he surely thinks himself to be worthy of not one, but five fucking podcasts about his life. If you look at his tweets as well, you'll be awash in a sea of self-absorbed mugshots, lovingly-captured images of minor bullshit, and of course, captions that All. Look. Like. (dramatic pause) This. To me, this speaks to more than just egoism; rather, I believe that Chris sees himself not merely as "Chris, the wacky goofy nerd tweeter", but "Chris Chippa, Brand Ambassador to the Online Chippa Empire". In this Empire, his tweets are brand statements, his appearances are celebrity events (as shown by both his manner of speaking and poorly-executed attempts to "ham it up" for the camera), and his podcasts are all episodes of his carefully-scripted yet wacky sitcom life, complete with their own self-serving theme song.

This is a topic that's fascinated me for quite some time as a lurker, and I would like to hear thoughts on this perspective. Even though he might not be a lolcow (yet), his lolcow-adjacent behavior is fun to analyze all the same.
 
I don't really think Blockbuster could have survived even had this deal gone through to be quite honest though. So much of their value was locked up in their physical brick and mortar properties that any move to sell them off even if they were loss generators (and they were) would have sent investors into a frenzy and collapsed the company.

People fail to remember that big time investors don't really think much in the long term and are obsessed with short term gain through "beating" the market. causing lots of flux in the market which eventually even starts to impact index funds.
It would have also competed internally with Blockbusters headquarters. Nearly everyone there had a vested interest in maintaining the old model. Netflix's DVD and streaming business was a threat to all of that.

It would have only worked if Blockbuster kept them completely separate and bankrolled it.

Its not a groundbreaking thesis. It's basically perfectly aligned with the innovators dilemma
 
An reviewer has no business writing to the director:
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Bob, at 8 kids and 39 grandkids, this guy has WAY beaten you at the evolution game. That's 47 votes to your family's... 5? (including you and your brother)

Welcome to democracy. Demographics is destiny, bitch.
Bob mistakes customer service employees being nice to him as them being friends and consequently has overly nostalgic memories for soulless corporations. Same with other content creators as disastrously seen with Lindsay.
IIRC after 9/11 he was hanging out at Blockbuster and talking with the minimum wage slave there about it like he was their coworker or friend.
From page 48 on my copy of his book.
Instead, my college and film pursuits filled my time. Working at Blockbuster (and then Suncoast Video, and then Blockbuster again) helped me channel my growing film vocabulary into a useful job skill, but more importantly it afforded me the ability to make friends of coworkers. These turned out to be the most genuine and lasting friendships I’d had in my life thus far, and a particular assemblage of pals culled from that first Blockbuster job became a posse of like-minded movie buffs with whom I started an independent filmmaking outfit—today, several of them are frequent collaborators in the production of “The Game OverThinker.”​

Then on page 49.
Meanwhile, my second Blockbuster job led me to what seemed at the time like a stroke of great fortune: an older gentleman (who will remain nameless) came in asking if he could leave some flyers—turns out, he was starting up a film criticism show for local cable-access television and was looking for on-air talent. Store policy said I had to tell him no, but it said nothing about me volunteering for the position myself. After a set of meetings and conversations, I was hired to do the show along with this person and a female co-host. The resulting show was… what you’d expect from local cable, but it was exposure and a chance to work on my “craft,” such as it was. I was the colorful member of the team, the younger guy with the wild opinions and the deeper film knowledge. It was a fun time… while it lasted.​

Then back to page 50.
My time at Blockbuster (number 2) ended soon after that (around 2005, if I recall correctly), but my ongoing friendship with a coworker from the first Blockbuster was able to finagle me a job with him at Best Buy, where I soon found myself moved from a morbid grind in the appliances department (“Yes, we can swap the hinges on that fridge.” “Yes, the ice-maker needs to be hooked up to a water supply”) to the DVD, music and video-games department that was in those days the profit-driving centerpiece of any big electronics store. By then I’d been selling movies for almost a decade, and while my time away from the medium left me a little shaky on the names and faces (who were all these people and creatures on the Xbox and PS2 boxes?) the skill set translated to selling games pretty handily. As you’ll no doubt intuit, it was hard to be around video games – even as a salesman – and not be drawn back toward them. But, in truth, I’d been nudging my way back for awhile by then.​

Seriously do a text search for "blockbuster" in his book. There's a LOT of instances.

Also bonus notice:
I’d never gotten much of a sense that anything was especially “off” about the guy running the show. I knew he was fairly conservative politically – ex-military and an ex-cop – but it had never come up in any kind of negative way. But upon the release of Mel Gibson’s “The Passion of Christ” and the controversy surrounding it something seemed to change in him. I was fairly certain both co-hosts knew that I’d seen the film and hadn’t cared for it, and expected it would make a good show when we sat down to review it. Instead, I got a phone call, and an unnervingly scary life experience.​

My employer (though, for the record, I wasn’t technically being “paid” for my services on the show) summoned me to a “meeting” in his van, in an empty parking lot early in the morning. He did freelance security work (or he said he did, at least), and was “on the job.” This set off more red flags than I could count, but I showed up to meet him. He presented me with a printout of a scathing blog review I’d posted after seeing the film the first time, and wanted to know what I had “against Jesus Christ.” Unwisely, I offered that my objection was to the anti-Semitism in the film and was told “Those people had ‘Schindler’s List,’ now this is our turn”… I was then told that he would be using the “Passion” discussion as an occasion to promote the film’s “positive message,” and that if I wouldn’t go along (by saying I liked the movie) my time on the show would be over.​

And that was that. I never heard from the guy again, but I know his show didn’t last long without me. I’m told he’d behaved in a manner (because it’s hearsay I won’t get into specifics) that disturbed the production staff during the taping of the “Passion” episode, and that my name had come up, which had me walking around more than a little paranoid for a few weeks; but nothing ever came of it.​

I'm starting to think that incident formed his opinion of right-wing folks more than we realize...
If you look at his tweets as well, you'll be awash in a sea of self-absorbed mugshots, lovingly-captured images of minor bullshit, and of course, captions that All. Look. Like. (dramatic pause) This. To me, this speaks to more than just egoism; rather, I believe that Chris sees himself not merely as "Chris, the wacky goofy nerd tweeter", but "Chris Chippa, Brand Ambassador to the Online Chippa Empire". In this Empire, his tweets are brand statements, his appearances are celebrity events (as shown by both his manner of speaking and poorly-executed attempts to "ham it up" for the camera), and his podcasts are all episodes of his carefully-scripted yet wacky sitcom life, complete with their own self-serving theme song.
Actually sounds a lot like Bob too. I dunno what is up with that area of Mass. but it seems to produce a whole horde of "temporarily embarrassed nobles."
 
Seems there's some interesting regional differences going on here, then. My own (USA, although differences vary by GM's supreme unwritten law) McDonald's prides itself on dropping every single Quarter fresh, to the point where any extra Quarters we drop by accident have to be thrown out after half an hour. When you take into account both the 120 seconds each Quarter takes to cook and our completely asinine policy of dropping three Quarters max per side of the grill (for a total of 6 Quarters max on our designated grill), it can be very easy for a single Quarter to fuck over every rush-hour order behind it to the tune of 500 seconds or more, which might as well be twenty years in McDonald's time. Maybe my McDonald's is just being too circumspect and this situation wouldn't happen anywhere else in the country, but I do know that Bob's order would definitely put us in particular through the wringer.

This isn't the "former and current employees bitching about McDonald's" thread, so I'll get myself back on track by opining on Chris' narcissism. Again, I am very late, but I couldn't find another message quite like it by search, so I'll just talk about it here and accept my clocks for the trouble.

Let's look at the pinned tweet on Chris' twitter.


Our resident Chipman observers are no stranger to this pinned tweet, so I'll leave out the background info, including the fact that Chris has only really lost patrons since he posted the damn tweet four months ago. Instead, let's put on our puzzle piece hats and analyze the signatures in the attached image. We'll go clockwise from the sticker and see if we can't notice a certain incongruity in the composition of the signatures.

Taylor: Taylor Morden, director of the documentary itself. Signature is concise yet professional, with its pen angles and underscore lending a highly authoritative quality to it.

SandiH: Sandi Harding, Blockbuster GM and valuable source of documentary insight. Signature is similarly concise but flourishing, with warm details suggesting a genuine and gracious personality behind it.

CHRIS CHIPPA "THE CHIPPA" TALKBUSTER: Chris Chipman, former wagie and current bandwidth glutton. Signature is unnecessarily stylized and ostentatious, reminiscent of gaudy signed pieces at celebrity events. Apropos of nothing, it contains the movie star carb-guzzling lump's preferred signature and most relevant (in this case) podcast. It also takes up a full fourth of the whole fucking space.

I think the evidence speaks for itself. Chris would rather die than admit it in public, but his actions telegraph an unbelievable amount of unwarranted self-importance, as if part of him truly believes himself to be bigger and more important than, say, the fucking director of his beloved documentary. At the least, he surely thinks himself to be worthy of not one, but five fucking podcasts about his life. If you look at his tweets as well, you'll be awash in a sea of self-absorbed mugshots, lovingly-captured images of minor bullshit, and of course, captions that All. Look. Like. (dramatic pause) This. To me, this speaks to more than just egoism; rather, I believe that Chris sees himself not merely as "Chris, the wacky goofy nerd tweeter", but "Chris Chippa, Brand Ambassador to the Online Chippa Empire". In this Empire, his tweets are brand statements, his appearances are celebrity events (as shown by both his manner of speaking and poorly-executed attempts to "ham it up" for the camera), and his podcasts are all episodes of his carefully-scripted yet wacky sitcom life, complete with their own self-serving theme song.

This is a topic that's fascinated me for quite some time as a lurker, and I would like to hear thoughts on this perspective. Even though he might not be a lolcow (yet), his lolcow-adjacent behavior is fun to analyze all the same.
The one i worked at, had 2 clamshell grills. One was devoted to hamburger patties (for hamburgers, cheeseburgers, and Big Macs), the other to quarter pound patties (for Quarter pounders, McDLTs - can you tell I'm dating myself hard here- and eventually McLean Deluxe). I can recall being able to fit quite a number of quarter patties on the surface. Now if my memory is not entirely glitching out, I think you could fit 12 patties on a grill (6 to a side because each grill had a split clamshell mechanism where you could put on patties a little later if you needed to, it would time itself for whatever amount of time, and you would deal with them when they came up).
 
There are people who are into bears.
There are no people who are into MovieBob.
And lets be honest, no self respecting gay man would even look at Bob and the garish, unsightly way he'd show up to a place like that and think 'yes, this is the sort of human being I am attracted to and would like to associate with'.

Like a poorly groomed, morbidly obese disco dancer out of Saturday Night Fever, I see it. With crumbs of chicken tenders on his tacky fucking jacket.
 
Bob can only feel important when he is, or at least thinks he is, the most knowledgeable person on a subject. It's why he hates Scream so much because it took that ability away when it came to horror films. Yet another demonstration of how petty and vindictive he is.

Let's just imagine that video stores survived to this day and he becamea manager. I can imagine him seething at people renting DC movies and potentially being another instance of someone going full reeeee at a MAGA hat. Not to mention, he would probably turn into a commissar type who pokes and prods at people's political loyalty and tastes and eventually fires wrong thinkers for the slightest mistakes. The day he inevitably gets fired himself, as you mentioned, he would blame it on mayoghouls or people just hating him for being Bob. He'd then turn every further firing into a grand conspiracy like Chris-Chan did with his Love Quest.
That implies that he'd actually get off his ass and go work a normal job. That's something he hasn't done for over a decade. Despite having tons of financial problems.
 
That implies that he'd actually get off his ass and go work a normal job. That's something he hasn't done for over a decade. Despite having tons of financial problems.
Needing to have a normal job would mean being, even by degrees, part of the working class. That would make him the target of his own bullshit and I almost think he'd rather keep raving and starve than slink away into the unlinked places of the world where he's unrecognizable enough to get a job that will keep stuffing quarter pounders into his maw.
 
Bob can only feel important when he is, or at least thinks he is, the most knowledgeable person on a subject. It's why he hates Scream so much because it took that ability away when it came to horror films. Yet another demonstration of how petty and vindictive he is.
Seriously? You'd think Bob would love a movie like Scream since he loves all the winks and nods and self-referentialism in his beloved Marvel movies.
 
That implies that he'd actually get off his ass and go work a normal job. That's something he hasn't done for over a decade. Despite having tons of financial problems.
Needing to have a normal job would mean being, even by degrees, part of the working class. That would make him the target of his own bullshit and I almost think he'd rather keep raving and starve than slink away into the unlinked places of the world where he's unrecognizable enough to get a job that will keep stuffing quarter pounders into his maw.
Additionally, prospective employers would likely look into his social media presence. I recall that Bob admits that he is not a big user of Facebook, but any respectable employer would kick his blubbery ass to the curb if they looked at the garbage he spews on Twitter on an hourly basis. Given that his only "marketable" skill is pop culture trivia, he would have to start at the bottom with his bosses being a good fifteen years younger than him.
 
Seems there's some interesting regional differences going on here, then. My own (USA, although differences vary by GM's supreme unwritten law) McDonald's prides itself on dropping every single Quarter fresh, to the point where any extra Quarters we drop by accident have to be thrown out after half an hour. When you take into account both the 120 seconds each Quarter takes to cook and our completely asinine policy of dropping three Quarters max per side of the grill (for a total of 6 Quarters max on our designated grill), it can be very easy for a single Quarter to fuck over every rush-hour order behind it to the tune of 500 seconds or more, which might as well be twenty years in McDonald's time. Maybe my McDonald's is just being too circumspect and this situation wouldn't happen anywhere else in the country, but I do know that Bob's order would definitely put us in particular through the wringer.

This isn't the "former and current employees bitching about McDonald's" thread, so I'll get myself back on track by opining on Chris' narcissism. Again, I am very late, but I couldn't find another message quite like it by search, so I'll just talk about it here and accept my clocks for the trouble.

Let's look at the pinned tweet on Chris' twitter.


Our resident Chipman observers are no stranger to this pinned tweet, so I'll leave out the background info, including the fact that Chris has only really lost patrons since he posted the damn tweet four months ago. Instead, let's put on our puzzle piece hats and analyze the signatures in the attached image. We'll go clockwise from the sticker and see if we can't notice a certain incongruity in the composition of the signatures.

Taylor: Taylor Morden, director of the documentary itself. Signature is concise yet professional, with its pen angles and underscore lending a highly authoritative quality to it.

SandiH: Sandi Harding, Blockbuster GM and valuable source of documentary insight. Signature is similarly concise but flourishing, with warm details suggesting a genuine and gracious personality behind it.

CHRIS CHIPPA "THE CHIPPA" TALKBUSTER: Chris Chipman, former wagie and current bandwidth glutton. Signature is unnecessarily stylized and ostentatious, reminiscent of gaudy signed pieces at celebrity events. Apropos of nothing, it contains the movie star carb-guzzling lump's preferred signature and most relevant (in this case) podcast. It also takes up a full fourth of the whole fucking space.

I think the evidence speaks for itself. Chris would rather die than admit it in public, but his actions telegraph an unbelievable amount of unwarranted self-importance, as if part of him truly believes himself to be bigger and more important than, say, the fucking director of his beloved documentary. At the least, he surely thinks himself to be worthy of not one, but five fucking podcasts about his life. If you look at his tweets as well, you'll be awash in a sea of self-absorbed mugshots, lovingly-captured images of minor bullshit, and of course, captions that All. Look. Like. (dramatic pause) This. To me, this speaks to more than just egoism; rather, I believe that Chris sees himself not merely as "Chris, the wacky goofy nerd tweeter", but "Chris Chippa, Brand Ambassador to the Online Chippa Empire". In this Empire, his tweets are brand statements, his appearances are celebrity events (as shown by both his manner of speaking and poorly-executed attempts to "ham it up" for the camera), and his podcasts are all episodes of his carefully-scripted yet wacky sitcom life, complete with their own self-serving theme song.

This is a topic that's fascinated me for quite some time as a lurker, and I would like to hear thoughts on this perspective. Even though he might not be a lolcow (yet), his lolcow-adjacent behavior is fun to analyze all the same.
the shitta signature actually devaluates the already worthless dvd. what a fucking retard
also im ready to gamble that no one outside the inbred clan has called this moron the chippa.
 
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