Read the source story here.

I think the real story here is that Davy Boy managed to climb out of irrelevancy.

David Hogg, famous for...not getting shot and being more photogenic that whatever the hell this is, was sort of the new hot shit when it came to making sure people couldn't have guns because it made teenagers cry on TV. Because as we all know, if it makes someone sad – unless that someone is you – it most certainly should be illegal. Why do you need a gun when the cops – who also need to be gotten rid of apparently – are just 10 to 20 minutes away?

Well it seems that the Hoggster managed to maintain something of a Ben & Jerry's type following on Twitter despite having only been the flavor of the week to push a nanny-state agenda. An agenda that he is still bent on being a pretty face for. By creating a line of pillows...okay.

Couple of things on that: First off, damn. That kid having a shitload of his friends gunned down was the best thing that ever happened to him. Being a survivor of horrific incident seems to be very lucrative.

Isn't that right, Cortez?

Seriously, if making money off of your dead friends isn't a grift, I really don't know what is.

Second, it is a mistake to gauge the future success of an individual by their fucking twitter following. Followers can be purchased from bot farms, people follow people that they hate just so they can berate them on their new posts, and at any moment somebody could accuse said person of bad touches and they evaporate into nothing overnight. Not what I'd call a reliable metric.

And third, I think it's very important to reiterate my earlier point; Davy Hoggy is a face. A front. A weaponized tear-jerk to garner pity from the Cuckold and Karen demographics. He's basically the American version of Greta Thumberg – funny how she's been so hushed up lately, I guess global warming went away or something. Neat. More to my point though, he's the one you see in pictures and giving speeches that he didn't write, while all team of consultants, agents, and contractors from God-knows-what fucking non-profit do all the wet-work. You think David Hogg is working out deals with manufacturing companies, working on branding, and managing all his social media accounts. Please. A much bigger fish has its arm up Hogg's ass and is moving his mouth like a sock-puppet. You know, like pretty much every political and cultural icon since the dawn of time.

As for Mike Lindel, I'm not about to idolize him and look his way for guidance in these dark and uncertain times, but I do prefer his rags to riches, almost fucking died from crack in Mexico story over David's “didn't get shot. Lol give me money” angel. I'm pretty sure the people who like Mike aren't on twitter anyway. Just another good reason not to take twitter seriously. I only occasionally visit for the, uh...art anyway.

Watch STNC episode 40 here.