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Actually the funniest part of the entire James Somerton debacle is the response his cowriter Nick gave. For context, Hbomberguy talks a bit about Nick as a cowriter, and there is not any strong evidence implicating Nick of also plagiarizing, so Hbomberguy takes the angle of "Nick is probably not (also) responsible for the plagiarism".
Nick's response?
To claim he could not be part of the plagiarism, because he does not read. And does not do research...
SOURCE: I Fact-Checked The Worst Video Essayist On YouTube - YouTube, video essay by Todd in the Shadows.
The second screen cap is maybe a tongue-in-cheek joke... but bold choice when everyone's eyes are on you to respond to serious allegations. And this screencap doesn't include the other wishy-washy statements, pre-video, from Nick saying to the effect of "I write based on vibes. I come up with an idea and ruminate on it." For research videos. For educational videos about queer history and queer media culture.
Adds flavor to the Todd video, which goes through two-dozen examples of Somerton videos which just claim... provably factually incorrect bullshit.
This guy is a writer. An author. You could not waterboard "I don't read" out of me if I were aiming to launch a writing career.
Beating the plagiarism allegations by confidently asserting you suck too bad to ever get that far.
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Secrets of The Rain.
It was always a soft murmur. A kind and compassionate one. It always spoke of days gone by, of the time the world was young and the very earth was boiling. It came; from the high clouds covering the planet, it came to cool the earth and soothe the land for flowers to soon take root.
It spoke of the creatures, the lands moving and the merciless times the earth was thrown again into chaos, it regretted when the first to roam it completely disappeared. It lamented their march, and it couldn't but keep staring as the humans rose from the dark
Always there; at the moments the stone gave way to the bronze and the bronze cracked in thousand shards only to give way to the iron; always at when the cities burned and the empires disappeared, but it was there, the many secrets it held, the secrets of the Story of the World, a history so complex and so filled with seconds no one could see but it, it was there.
When the palaces at Mycenae burned to the ground and the wave of death swallowed it and almost all until it stopped at the delta of the Nile. When the peoples next after those destroyed rose and kept trying, time and again to simply exist.
It was there, until the very first foundation of the Industrial and Digital revolution was set in motion, and it will be there, until the dawn cracks the world into a scorching wasteland before making it bleed to death.
Only then, when the world stops being so, and when the daylight destroys all that, will the Secrets of the Rain stop whispering.
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