It occurs to me that none of his brain-dead followers will believe that it’s him unless they keep spray tanning a face onto the aforementioned vegetable.

They’d sooner believe it’s an AI fake and the “real” one has been abducted by Antifa, Greenland, Canada, or all of the above.

He’s a bell end. He’s always been a bell end. I had the dubious pleasure of meeting him when I was working as a games press outfit’s tech monkey over a decade ago at Gamescom in Cologne.

Every other word out of his mouth was a business buzzword, he’s smarmy and smug, my skin crawled the whole time he was present.

It looks like he’s as high on his own farts now as he was back then.