Ooh, delicious. I think Miss Crocker is going to torture him. See, that's direct action. Having an angry mob of disgruntled discontents scattered across paradox space trying to cull him through words and concentrated spite does nothing but flood the feed with all talk and no action. Getting riled up on behalf of those he's insulted is pissing in the wind at this point. Let the ladies find their own vengeance against him. It's what we women do best.
Kult: +10
Total: 10