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Michael’s such a fucking coward I’m sorry. Like I love him right, pookie snoockums special white man etc etc, but he hasn’t confronted an ugly part of himself since he was fifteen tops. He aligns himself with men obsessed with machismo while regularly lapsing into the emotional histrionics of a fur wearing champagne sipping matron in an old movie. He’s got a therapist he lies to and a daughter he buys love from, he scorns Trevor at the event of his death & reassures Franklin that he made the right choice only to go on to wear mourning for him & blame Franklin entirely for a killing that he co-signed, the killing of a man who he knew for decades longer than Franklin did. He judges his son for laziness and recreational drug use while acknowledging that he was already a career criminal at his age, simultaneously refusing to say out loud the part about how Jimmy’s stunted emotional state is likely the result of the very criminal lifestyle he’s lionizing in the first place. He’s a dramatic delusional bitch and he will never die.

I like this take because it’s the cold truth about Michael. Even in his MUSIC DURING MISSIONS you can tell he’s one for the Old Ways Of The World and This New Age Being A Good Person Thing Is Bullshit. He’s apologized maybe four times in the span of the entire story and one of the apologies is in an optional hang-out with Amanda, the rest of what should’ve been apologies are smeared into something unrecognizable due to his lack of accountability and lapsing into that sad Woe Is Me histrionics bullshit from the movies he sits around and watches all day every day for like what, going on 10 years? LOL

Another day another giggling and sobbing over Trikey