What the heck is happening

For real - why is this Daniel Plaintalk out here bitching about me? We've never interacted once within the halls of 80s Championship Wrestling. I've never seen this guy in my life. And all of a sudden - he hyperfocuses on me like we have some history here? This is literally the first time I have ever opened my mouth here - how in the world does this guy have this many issues with me? That makes no sense. The guy is clearly mentally unwell and I think Reagan should really reconsider keeping this guy around. He's a hazard to this place, which Danny calls a worksite. What the fuck kind of a terminology is that for the wrestling ring? I think he's been doing too much Coke. Until that flavor returns to the classic formula, New Coke can kiss my ass. But Danny Plaintalk? He seems like a guy who probably loves New Coke. He's boring, unwanted, and probably tastes like shit, but how could I know that?

And Buster Blankenship? Now - here's a guy that's worth paying more attention to. Not in a...you know...fear-based way...but more of the fascinating, human zoo kind of way. He's really terrified of Granite, and Granite's a good dude - I think a lot of us would say that - but he's a jobber. A literal jobber. Buster has been given a simple contest, and is terrified of the jobber meant to give him an easy victory. That's....that's just wow. Buster...please...go back to Momma. Don't hurt yourself out here. You're...well, you're probably going to do that.

Off topic - but does anyone else really think Betamax is being counted out too soon?