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What makes it ten times worse is their blatant lack of accountability. Publicly dismissing your driver when he says something is wrong with the car? Tell me this isn't clown behaviour? All it does is fuel the fire for the media and toxic fans to question his abilities instead of addressing the literal issues.

If the issues happened three times in ten races? Fine. New regulations, shit happens. But we're talking every. single. weekend. The moment one fire is put out, and another one starts. It’s not just a "he'll bounce" back. I've seen pure dominance when his car was fine. It's not a matter of this car doesn't suit his driving style. It’s pure negligence. This is arguably the most crucial season of his career. He is finally fighting for a championship, and the team is dragging their feet to fix or at least discover the issue? I know the team works hard, but does working hard pay off?

Instead of trusting the driver who is actually feeling the car on track, they blame him. The media and fans eat it up because looking at actual data is too much work for them, only for the team to quietly admit weeks later that shocker the driver was right all along it WAS ON US MY BAD.

Look at the other side of the garage. When their driver complain, the team doesn't question his driving style they rush to find what's wrong and fix it. There is actual trust and urgency there they're aware this isn't just any other season where all they care about is scoring podiums and a couple of wins and it's a season in which they have a huge chance in battling and winning the championship, which is why they’re running away with it. The other garage has the exact same resources, so what is the excuse? This goes beyond incompetence.

I don’t remember Z*k Br*wn last year ever jumping on the radio to publicly dismiss his drivers' complaints, but he still gets his fair share of criticism.

he called the leading scholar in his field a "staggering waste of carbon" at a unesco conference

he regularly partakes in autocannibalism. HE CALLS IT MEBURGERS.

he's aroace

he throws up almost as much as he cries

he wrote a dissertation with a section titled "the goldilocks zone is for idiots" and basically chewed out everyone who disagreed with him

he's shipped with basically everyone who's ever been to space

he puts the not in astronaut

he gets sick on the elevator

he has a codependent relationship with a crab

he wears a suit jacket and tie with blue jeans

he likes foxes

he's the cool teacher at his middle school

he teaches alien children science in their language using a modified pipe organ

his name is grace and the hail mary is full of him

his glasses are repelled from his face

he saved two planets WHILE being a bit of a bitch about it

he has a very corny sense of humor

he likes skittles

you like old men? BAM old grace old grace old grace old grace old grace old grace

he has hella burn scars

he has chronic pain

he canonically uses mobility aids

he lives in a terrarium. he likes his terrarium.

ohhh but ryan gosling is too conventionally attractiv-

Now, somehow, their entire mental health is based on the continued life and happiness of this fairground goldfish that they picked up.

Neither of you know the first thing about how to care for even a healthy fish. This fish has been poorly cared for, has multiple diseases and the person who handed it over explicitly didn't expect it to live nearly as long as it already has.

You're frantically googling how to set up a fish tank, where to buy fish food, can you even take a fish to the vet? Your partner wants you to know that they're happy they made it home and survived their horrific ordeal, but also that if anything happens to the fish then they're going to kill everyone on this planet and then themself.

You're honestly wondering if you're even helping the fish, or just prolonging its suffering, but your partner will only accept medical help for their many injuries or engage in basic self-care once they're confident that the fish is being looked after.

So you get a tank. You set up a filter and all that stuff. You learn way more than you ever wanted to know about water temperature and ph and nitrate levels. The fish is safe. You start to develop some affection for the little guy. Your partner begins to recover. The fish begins to recover.

Which is when you learn that in its 'healthy' state, the fish regularly refuses to sleep when tired, keeps begging for food that is obviously unhealthy for it (and struggling to eat the food that you do provide because “it tastes gross”), and continually tries to persuade your partner to take it out of its nice safe tank so it can go explore the wonderful world of Outside, where the slightest mishap will kill it instantly.

"not all eridians willing to die for others."

"not all humans either."

"you and me are good people."