22Nov2025 pt1

The speaker is out walking in the early evening, noting how dark it is around 6:30 p.m., and free-associating through a long chain of ideas about crime, sex work, media, and his own sense of alienation. He recalls wanting to do a “Mask of Sanity” bit and instead riffs on the Freakonomics abortion/crime thesis: Roe v. Wade, fewer “unwanted” births, and lower crime in the 1990s. He loosely ties this to O.J. Simpson, DNA evidence, and modern surveillance, musing that it’s now much harder to “get away with murder.”

From there he outlines a deliberately offensive joke: a small-penis client, a sex worker who laughs at him, and the idea that old-school serial killers like Jack the Ripper “removed” jaded sex workers and thus “helped” society. He frames it as a dark parody of Freakonomics and of Unforgiven (where a woman mocks a man’s size and is slashed), plus a warped inversion of Pretty Woman where sex workers fantasize a billionaire will rescue them. He contrasts the glamorized movie version of prostitution with grim YouTube footage of street sex work, noting that most of the business has moved online.

He keeps circling back to Pretty Woman and American Gigolo: thigh-high boots, the necklace scene, and the question of whether those films glamorize sex work or ultimately warn against it. American Gigolo, he says, is especially disturbing because the protagonist can have incriminating evidence planted and be destroyed no matter how “successful” he is. He also muses about cell-phone adoption in the 1990–2000 era and whether the rich characters in those movies having phones reflects early tech inequality.

Another thread involves Jimmy Savile, Margaret Thatcher (“the Iron Lady”), Epstein, and political leaders as expert “inceptors” of the public mind—especially children, via children’s shows or propaganda. He debates how people morally distinguish between abusing very young versus mid-teen minors, acknowledges the horror of both, but drifts into a shrugging “I’m not your leader, do what you want” stance, underlining his own claimed lack of moral authority.

He revisits The Mask of Sanity and worries that his own flat affect and lack of empathy for certain groups (e.g., local “tennis people”) makes him sound sociopathic. Yet he remembers feeling real sorrow for a dead cat years ago and adapts this into a dark joke about imagining the tennis players as dead cats to conjure empathy. He riffs on suspenders versus belts and jokes that the comfort of suspenders outweighs how dorky they look.

There are recurring sci-fi and game references: Deep Space Nine shapeshifters, StarCraft (Terran, Protoss, Zerg), Fallout: New Vegas, and the idea that strategy games and shooters have been “taken over by jocks” as high-APM esports athletes, displacing the old nerd niche. He talks about farming, food-to-meat conversion ratios, and viral videos of mass pig cullings as examples of grotesque waste.

He then sketches a social theory: modern life will be organized around bowling leagues, social clubs, weed-drink lounges, and workplace socializing—more like Japan’s after-work drinking culture—shrinking the space for independent loners like him. He calls conformist, “polite,” easily steered people “Zerg,” “transitory,” and “sock puppets,” contrasting that with his self-image as an unmanageable, two-faced shapeshifter/founder from Star Trek. He half-seriously predicts that people like him are being “culled” from the new order.

YouTube, in his view, has become a saturated, algorithm-controlled platform where real growth is impossible and content is selectively boosted to shape public opinion. He positions his own channel as a “vomitorium” where he expels psychological poison rather than tries to gain views, imagining YouTube eventually flooded with people like him just dumping negativity. He calls this a “diarrhea podcast,” not entertainment.

Scattered through are bits of everyday observation—cars, parking lots, Walmart, Publix, KFC deals, Thanksgiving memories, weather, temperature signs—interlaced with riffs on politics, Fox News segments, refrigerant prices, drug-precursor websites, and the sense of living in a decaying American empire. He cycles repeatedly back to death, martyrdom, rabies metaphors, the “walking dead” feeling, and a fideistic belief that humans only ever care about themselves, framing this harsh misanthropy as the one “faith” he truly holds.