My own idiot brother, Problematic B ob is the least self aware soul I've ever had the displeasure to meet.
PB was almost 10 when we lost our father to Vietnam. Failure to deal with the trauma left PB emotionally crippled and within in his childish mind, the seeds of an angry sadistic narcissist were planted.
PB has forever made the world pay for his inability to grow the fuck up.
He remains an ugly, angry, physically abusive 400 pound bald coward who sincerely embraces maga for its cruelty.
B ob is the insecure, misanthropic asshole you never want to meet. I lost both my father and my brother to the Vietnam war. My father in a jet and my brother to his own immature vanity.
There is true evil in the world. Set boundaries. Protect yourself.