He has a blog, but doesn’t want readers. There’s a writer for ya.
He has a Twitter, but doesn’t want anyone to read it. (Hint: make this account private, or just delete it and go away. Oh, wait…forgot: LYING MONKEY TWAT)
He has email, but he’s in such denial that he doesn’t want anyone telling him how diminished his mental capacity really is.
He probably has a podcast, but he clearly doesn’t want to tell anybody about it, which is probably wise, considering the very questionable legality of the content he likes to produce.
“You have to get out right now…the listeners are coming from INSIDE THE HOUSE!”
He so obviously wants to be an entertainer…but he has no ability to entertain.
He says he wants to be ignored…the quickest path to being adored.
He wants to be left alone…well, if the “beloved” really is wasting away, that day approaches. He might find that what he asked for isn’t what he wants.