He's not reevaluating anything hence signing up for a beauty pageant again. And you know if a parent did die, he wouldn't have been able to use that enough as an excuse to bully people. This is the same turd that faked a fainting.
I guess I should clarify what I was trying to say. I wasn't proposing that he actually feels regret for anything he's done. Rather, I believe he was so confident that he was going to win at the BCHRT that losing broke his brain, and he's in the midst of a laborious process of putting it back together.
It's a bit like being unexpectedly laid off from your job when the mortgage is due in two weeks. The bad news is a punch in the gut, but what's even worse is that your brain chooses to remind you about it at random times, like when you're watching stupid reruns on television or when you're trying to fall asleep at night, and each time is like a fresh punch in the gut. And when the random reminders begin to lose their power, your brain starts to alert you about things you never even thought about the first time around. Like
Oh God, Christmas is coming up and I have no way to pay for it. Or
Oh God, I promised my daughter I would pay for her braces, and now I can't and she has to enter fifth grade being really self-conscious about her teeth and I have to tell her I can't live up to the promise I made. Every waking hour brings a new horror, and if you'd at least seen this shit coming you could have prepared for it in advance, but because you never anticipated it, you're forced to deal with it as it happens.
So maybe that's where Yaniv is right now. He was completely, utterly certain beyond a doubt that the BCHRT would rule in his favor and vindicate him before the world, thereby setting up dozens--
DOZENS--of other lucrative suits against other parties who have wronged him lately because
tranzfobiaaahh. But instead, Member Cousineau not only shuts him down but calls him a racist piece of shit and orders him to pay $6000 CDN to these
brown turbanfuckers who have wounded him--
HIM, the most important person in Canada!!!--so grievously. And it's like everything he thought he ever knew has, in one grotesque horrifying day, turned out to be a lie.
So now it's like Morpheus has grabbed him and shoved the red pill down his throat and he's forced against his will to see the world as it really is. And he sees that he's not really the Voice of the genderdifferent for the 21st century, he's just a fat troon in a dress that even Morgane Oger wants nothing to do with. And his name, be it Jonathan or Jessica, is forever tainted, to the point of becoming shorthand for ridicule, and he can never again tweet under his own name without legions of trolls calling him a man and a pedo. And he's transformed himself into such an absolute fucking clown physically that he can't even secure legitimate work slinging free samples at liquor stores without some autistic Kiwi recognizing him and snapping his picture and trying to get him fired. And it suddenly descends upon him like a ton of bricks that
he can't ever leave his own home again without being recorded and ridiculed, and it's entirely due to his own choices and actions.
So now what? If he were truly irredeemable, Yaniv would just double down and stay the course--and, if his choice to re-up for the Miss BC Pageant is any indication, that may well be what he has done. But if there is even an iota of self-awareness left in him, maybe he begins laying the groundwork for his own redemption, and maybe that means swallowing his pride and extending an apology--sincere or not--to
@JRumpel3 and his other victims in a last-ditch effort to ensure that future generations might someday speak his name without thereupon spitting upon the earth and rubbing it out with their toes in order to remove the curse.
tl;dr: Maybe JY just wants to be able to leave the house without getting beaten up.
