After another one-hour slammin' soirée, courtesy the "chef," at Slob Manor (read: rental housing) yesterday afternoon, I asked Alan half-jokingly whether he thought that the "chef" appeared to have an adversarial relationship with his food. "I know that he doesn't like what he eats," Alan told me. Then, why bother eating food he hates? "Because it's supposed to be healthy." Alan also felt that the "chef" was envious because Alan could eat pretty much any kind of junk food and not suffer any health consequences.
"He's probably stressed out because he went through all the trouble of getting a Master's degree and can't find a job in teaching. He also owes a lot of money in student loans," Alan added. I mentioned that the "chef" had a decent paying position at the private school in Kapolei. However, according to Alan, the "chef" said that his contract was not renewed. In other words, he was terminated, much as I suspected. As for the Master's degree, it was conferred at the Diploma Mill. So, it's essentially as good as asswipe paper. Alan is also certain that there's some degree of envy involved because he earns $80,000 annually and owns a "McMansion" in Arizona, all with only a high school diploma.
Now, the "chef" wants to become a massage therapist. There are thousands of freelance massage therapists in Hawai'i. Alan, being a civilian police officer on a military base, laughed. "Massage therapist" is just another alias for prostitution here in the islands. I laughed, too, because I has just read an article in the local newspaper a few days ago that confirmed that fact.
I knew that the "chef" was a fair-skin Mulatto. He grew up on one of the other islands, so he is still considered a local. What I didn't know was that his parents are religious. According to Alan, one is a "Holy Roller" and the other is a member of the infamous cult (of which moms is also a member). His parents are also overweight, possibly obese, which may also explain the bad relationship with food. The religiosity of his parents may also explain the various personality quirks that I have observed.
"He's way out there when it comes to conspiracy theories," Alan continued. I knew that already. The more absurd, the more the "chef" believes. Chemtrails, space aliens, shape-shifting reptilians, Illuminati, and so forth. For Alan, absurdity was the belief in "concentration camps" set up by empire to intern and euthanize dissidents once a totalitarian regime has been established. Of course, the "chef" believes everything he reads about food and germs. That's why he's obsessed with organic everything.
The fear of internment was superseded by the fear of losing the Constitutional right to bear arms, not that the "chef" ever owned a gun prior. Nor did he ever have an interest in guns as a hobby. I recall the "chef" being overly concerned that the authorities had confiscated guns from their owners in New Orleans after the Hurricane Katrina disaster. So, now the resident culinary artist has a loaded gun stashed in his squalid room.
The gun could also explain the recent brashness, the overconfidence, and hubris that I have observed. The "chef" clearly has a "chip on his shoulder." He's daring anyone and everyone to knock the chip off. The gun is substituting for the Vienna Sausage.
Then, there's the matter of the former "squeeze." The "chef" alleges that his "squeeze" was draining him of money. That's a cover-up story. Chicks are "high maintenance." Every guy knows that. The "chef" is a tightwad unless he's spending money on himself. I still stand by my prognosis that he tried to convert her to his eccentric life-style. When she realized that he was "cuckoo," she got out of the relationship as fast as possible.
Then, there's the matter of a recently bounced personal check. The "chef" was charged a $40 fee for insufficient funds. The "chef" went on for days about how he was treated unjustly. "I don't have that kind of money to throw away," he told Alan. How close is he to being financially insolvent?
What if he goes berserk and starts shooting all of us? Alan didn't believe the scenario to be possible. "He's got too much to lose," Alan said. What? What has he got to lose? He's $50,000 in debt. He has "burned all bridges" insofar as teaching positions are concerned. He screwed up with his "squeeze." He forces himself to eat food that he doesn't enjoy. He manipulates everyone in Slob Manor in order to have free reign to do as he pleases. In other words, he's "grasping at straws" to exert his locus of control on his ever-shrinking empire. When is he going to lose it and start shooting?
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