I remember stumbling on some videos of him as I was being radicalized, he was talking about trans issues and generally having interesting, or at least thought-provoking things to say. I’m sure I learned stuff (and he was a brief part of my radicalization whether I want it or not), but not too long after, I started getting some pretty odd vibes. Couldn’t quite place what bothered me then because I just wasn’t educated on a lot of the western leftism shortcomings and knew way too little of colonial and imperial history and such, but some interventions were still eyebrow raising.
When he started (in my exposure to his content, no clue about how his positions evolved) really drilling into his disdain for religion, defense of “anti-white racism”, and spending way too long hating on other leftists I fully dropped out. I honestly can’t remember a single content creator where my falling out was so brutal especially without being exposed to any outside critique. I’m sure he’s still got some good points to make on some subjects, but there are voices that do it better and without all the weird reactionary takes.
I would generally recommend people to steer clear from those “debate bro” types. Most of us probably had a period of falling into the trap of viewing good rhetoric, aesthetic and entertainment value, as something more than it actually is, hell most of us still struggle with that today. There’s nothing wrong with entertainment in the sphere of “political” media, but you should stay critical of people that spend too long just beating on anyone to the left of them. Even the “tankies” I follow have very civilized and respectful conversations with anarchists, trostkyists or socdems because they realize that very few of them have nefarious intentions and it always makes for something way more interesting than namecalling and gotchas.
I don’t know about CP or horse cocks or whatever, honestly this seems like exactly the kind of braindead drama I try to steer away from, but personally that had nothing to do with what really rubbed me wrong about Vaush.
I was a big bee (or maybe a normal sized bee but I felt big, maybe all bees do) gathering nectar from big yellow blobs with a human baby in each. I say gathering nectar, but I’m not entirely sure what I was doing, when I woke up it made me feel more like one of the big mechanical spiders tending to the pods in the Matrix. Woke up and suddenly felt really strange but it was very mundane in my bee head, didn’t feel like a nightmare. I can’t remember having another dream where I was not human/humanoid or a floating consciousness/3rd person, but an entirely different kind of being.
Had tons of technically weirder dreams (like the one where I was chased through the jungle by an unrelenting murderous bag of crisps that was so old and moldy that it became sentient and whose whole purpose was to kill me, before eventually getting saved by space faring people that brought me to a beautiful ivory cliffside city), but this one felt particularly weird as a departure from the usual and familiar insanity of my dreams.