Jeremy is Dumb
If Jeremy was smarter, he would have had that crew cover the convention top to bottom
Jeremy, out of an abundance of concern for his brand, is busy struggling with what he actually believes about things and stuff and what words mean. Thankfully, he has Gary to help him as evidenced by the abrupt change in tone from this week's
Tuesday Night's Main Event to
Friday Night Tights regarding the latest Geeks + Gamers edgelording controversy having something to do with someone on his team uttering the term "
squaw" on their site/channel. Jeremy was initially attempting to diplomatically thread the needle between championing freeze peach and the feelings/concerns of others who might find that "squaw" term offensive. On his earlier stream one got a genuine sense that Jeremy was being honest and sincerely had no idea this word was offensive and no one wants to be their awkward uncle going on about "good oriental food" so he's basically like "not editing it, but noted". Jeremy's ignorance tracks because Jeremy is in fact an awkward dummy and his conciliatory position tracks because Jeremy is in fact also a spineless politician if a politician eschewed business/law/civics for a career working retail and then playing Mario Cart for doofuses on the internet . It's believable that he unironically thought it was
a type of bird.
It was quite something watching Jeremy "I'm a Leader" Griggs demonstrate to the audience how he can into leadership by doing his "due diligence" including placing multiple phone calls (!) in the days and hours prior up to having Eric July consult with his own Native American relatives via text right there on stream. All to find out
wot wurd mean..?
What doesn't work is 3 days later when he's on FNT walking-back his apology and attempting to get his smug energy back up lest The High Griftlord Gary unpersons him because the official stance of the FNT syndicate is "we don't bend the knee." Observe how Gary calls on Jeremy to stand before the class and essentially render a prescribed
clarification to the apology (which is basically all the cocky stuff from Tuesday minus the reasonable/pussy stuff about not using the word in the future if it bothers people):
...before Nina "Fuck Me, Tony" Infinity chimes in and again throws the panel back into confusion as to whether the word is offensive or not, prompting the men-folk to get their women-folk back on message. Everything is us-vs-them Twitter drama so heels must stay dug-in all the time, apparently. Becoming the controlled opposition for Hollywood found no takers so the current gig is gladly accepting highly suspicious $500 superchats in exchange for throwing rotten tomatoes at celebs and bickering with cross-dressing faglords on social media in the Dumbest Way Possible.
Gary is Dumb
Later on Friday Night Tights we have newly minted arch conservative,
San Fran's Texas' own Gary "My Mom's Vagina" Buechler grooming his underage son live on stream for a future of serially making cringe sex jokes (the kind even professional comedian paid to 'bring the funny', Chrissie Mayr, much to her credit, winces at), proving that the mass blue exodus to red states will almost certainly result in a fresh crop of cultural conservatives sprouting up in the bible/sun belt in 10-20 years
or an entire new generation of angry leftist degenerates who have no real idea what it meant to flee California and New York in the first place because their parents are weird, fucked-up, drug-addled, dumb, carpetbagging, criminal liars. One of the two.
Anna is Dumb
In an update to the quickly-evolving saga of Anna & Cecil's ascension to the ranks of G+G/FNT, the rapidly aging/de-feminizing half of the duo followed up her Boston FanExpo pre-panel attempt at taking the ole' "order a slushy no-ice and walk out with a half gallon of syrup" scam across country to a place not particularly known for their credulity, the Greater
Boston metropolitan area. You'll recall
from yesterday, in a move that apparently took the increasingly mannish bimbo by shock, the fine citizens of Boston, MA were having none of her California-style commerce. When they'd grown tired of her attempting to drive them all off a cliff with Karen-tier behavior, they invited her to hit the bricks with the standard serving of what appeared to be hummingbird feeder liquid which the "actually very smart" Anna, lacking the physics acumen of your average corvid, took to be a terrible injustice.
Undaunted, the soon-to-be walking poster girl for the perils of corn syrup, microplastics, Bogdanoff Twins phone call answering, and hormone-disrupting pharmaceuticals re-asserted that she is a serious professional YouTuber and "content creator" by scheduling two live streams at
4:04pm and
4:15pm, neither of which she showed up for because she apparently decided last minute to let Drunk3PO stream it without telling her audience, leaving over a thousand simps (and one mean spirited troll) waiting for naught. As of nearly 24-hours later the placeholders still exist as when someone is
enjoying drinks and then sleeping off a hangover and then presumably trying to catch a plane ride home, there isn't a lot of time left over to actually do their job. At any rate, she gave a shout-out to Gary and Jeremy's "Legion of Memers" who as far as I can tell mostly subsist on
stealing YellowFlash's intro bits and running them into the dirt at the behest of their leaders on FNT. But not before receiving some backup in her harrowing ordeal from fellow SimpCast bimbo Xia. Meanwhile, for the second day in a row, Chrissie Mayr very subtly hints that she knows these people she's thrown-in with are vapid west coast assholes, in this case attempting to sympathize with Anna/Xia while basically telling her "yeah, you were asking for free beverage".
We can see Anna
on Twitter giving the impassioned plea for noticement to the thristy lads the Legion of Memers while simultaneously kicking whipping boy Lofti Pixels in the nuts.
EDIT:
Now that Chrissie has privated the original stream containing Anna's rage at Boston FanExpo (as well as creep shots of her ass and close-up views of her tongue, tonsils and other horrors), I grabbed the clip where she arrives from Starbucks uttering terroristic threats before greeting fans.
