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- Aug 29, 2018
The key to understanding Chantal is to understand how she communicates. In her universe, communication is only useful for her (she has zero interest in anything anyone else says unless it is about her) as a means of manipulation in order to secure material gain. The only objects of material gain that have any meaning for her are food, attention, and envy. So, anything she says or does is with the objective of extracting food, attention, or envy.
This really is an envy post. We are supposed to envy her because she is the only person in the world who has sex, and we are eating our hearts out over it. She doesn't seethe with envy because morons are calling Nader (and I am very reluctant to believe it happens "all the time") because she recognizes they are no threat, but she does seethe when she sees Nader treat a crackwhore more nicely than he does her, because the crackwhore is in his physical presence and may snatch him away from her, or at the very least make her feel as if he is comparing her to others. For all her bravado, she hates comparisons because on some level, she knows she is never the preferred choice.
But the ninnies in her audience that she "loves" so much? Look at these abs, bitches, and I am getting them, not any of you. Nobody loves anyone in her audience she thinks, and she's probably right about half of them. So naturally, they will envy her, and envy makes her cream her sofa.
We are being treated to this spectacle of in-your-face partying with this filthy, bottom-drawer loser junkie type because she is annoyed that her damage control videos have not done their job. She told us she never meant he was actually dangerous and never meant to imply that he would hurt her and "I can kill you before the police get here" isn't about her. But it isn't taking; her audience seems to hate her beautiful, enviable boyfriend.
So: today we are being treated to the "other side" of the relationship we never see. Livestream changing into clothes from his swanky bachelor pad! Enviable abs! Toasts of champagne!! Real names!! A sit down get-to-know us interview!!!
Now, you bitches will be left envious, you'll all be paying us attention, and you'll keep your memberships so my food and drugz needs are covered too!
She is playing them like a fiddle, and laughing about what fiddles they are.
The questions remain: has this strategy done its job? Can Nader make the transition from crackhead in a squalid, condemned junkie pad to cosmopolitan, metrosexual, superhunk lover in the eyes of her acolytes? Depends how much Marisa and Vegas Girl types want to believe it and envy it. The Sofa Kings don't give a shit. I suspect her strategy will fall short with a lot of viewers though.
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