Sometimes you just have to sit back and wonder what on earth goes on inside Angie’s cranial cavity. A few weeks ago she posted those strange Skype conversations with Sabine, despite knowing that a trial is in the offing for her alleged friend. And now she’s posted a call between herself and Rupert, claiming that it’s ‘FOR EDITING SELECTION/DISCARD’.
Uh-huh. That’s what we do, too. Record ourselves in private making stupid and/or self-incriminating comments, and then post it for the world to see. Brilliant strategy.
Here’s the latest video in question:
We’d advise you to hit ‘play’ and then quickly switch to another tab on your monitor, lest you subject yourself to the extremely unappetising sight of Q*Bert picking incessantly at his moustache.
(We’ve been reliably informed that compulsively picking at one’s face is standard behaviour for crystal meth and crack addicts. Or people who can’t get over the fact they have managed to grow facial hair, and need to keep checking to see that it’s still there. Or both.)
Some highlights for those of you who just can’t handle the idea of sitting through another of these sh!t shows:
The ‘most obvious solution’
Angie: I just woke up knowing that you were right, that the mother and the boyfriend were both part of it….I sat with it for a couple of days and I prayed….
Q*Bert: It’s the most obvious solution!
Not, perhaps, “the mother and the boyfriend made the whole thing up as a truly brainless ploy to ensure the father would never see his children again?” That doesn’t seem obvious to either of these two geniuses?
Oh. Okay. Guess not.
Nope, no paranoia here!
Q*Bert: I’ve told a couple of people about what’s going on, about the discussion that’s going on, and all of them are completely freaked out and are convinced that you’re luring me in to have me murdered.”
And they say drugs make one paranoid. Guess Q*Bert’s completely dispelled that old stereotype!
Never let facts spoil a good story
Angie: The worst they’ve done is…you see they’ve got some bent coppers [Nope.—Editor]
….they’ve got people in every institution [Wrong.—Editor].
The worst that’s happened is that they’ve thrown 2 activists in a cell for a weekend, twice; they’re taking 2 to court [No we’re not; the CPS is—Editor];
they arrested another activist, a 71-year-old at midnight [You’re double-counting, Angie—Editor];
they smeared…they sent 50 letters to my community, my country, neighbours, friends….[Not us, no, no, no, and no—Editor].
And that’s the other thing—the girl who fled to Brazil [It was Suriname, but who’s counting? —Editor]:
they contacted her family and got all the family dirt on her, like she used to be a drug addict, and all the blah blah blah…[Hahahaha! Angie actually fell for that? —Editor]
This thing is jam-packed with gems: you’ll hear Q*Bert tell Angie not to question his genius; you won’t want to miss the touching mother-son scene where Angie sends her oldest son off to buy pot; there’s the part where Q*Bert confides that when he had a job in New York, he used to “dart around and jump from place to place”. [Did he do a stint as the Easter Bunny?—Editor]
And much, much more!
This one really is comedy gold…except that sadly, Skype cuts out for the last three minutes, leaving us looking at the top of Rupert’s hooded head.
In the end, we’re left with more questions than answers: why? What made Angie think it would be a good idea to post this
piece of pure unadulterated horseshit video?
Why did she use pictures of her own two sons as the video thumbnail?
Why now? Why ever?
Is she really so dim that she doesn’t know how to keep her videos set to ‘private’?
Or is she just really so addicted to attention that she will stick any old thing up on her YouTube channel in hopes that someone, anyone, will notice?