…didn’t wait long to throw the barely cold body of her former lover under the bus when she claimed he was the one who pushed her to make a hush money payout to her underage loverboy. #YouToo?!

Those dead beta males…useful in a pinch when a psychoslag narcissist wants to burnish her public image and shift blame.

Argento, for those who don’t know, was one of the leading wights in the PoundMeToo movement, a first accuser in the Weinstein scandal. Now she’s hoist by her own poontard. And Harvey himself has called her a hypocrite. He may be a sleaze, but he’s not wrong. He was just a sleaze surrounded by sleazy women who enabled his sleaze. Infinite sleazeback loops.

Bourdain is emblematic of so many contextually alpha men who in their souls are still anxious, nipple-latching, outcome-dependent betaboys who can’t or won’t play the playettes. Soulless cunts like Argento feast on these types. And it’s not exactly a one-way street. Bourdain gets to tap ass that a non-famous Bourdain likely never touches.

Bourdain killed himself because he was distraught that his lover Asia Argento was a serial cheater who was probably cheating on him with 17yo boys. Bourdain’s Pain is existential; a tragic figure who didn’t fly too close to the sun…he flew straight into it. Happily. Suicidally.

It’s just another dreary dispatch from Clown World.