13Pandora13 posted:

LA already posted this, but please try to keep in mind his daughters could see this thread one day; GBS isn't paywalled and you know how middle and high school kids can be. We should endeavor to make sure we don't do anything that will cause them more harm in an already difficult time. The past 36 hours have been an emotional hurricane for everyone and the last things those kids need right now is to run into screenshots of people making crude comments about their father's passing online. Keep it behind a paywall or in Discord.

Endorph posted:

He had a child support ruling against him for 92.5k + 2.5k/month 2 days ago

Fake James posted:

slave to my cravings posted:

It’s really too bad he was banned when the site was sold now he can he can’t be banned because he died

slave to my cravings posted:

It’s really too bad he was banned when the site was sold now he can he can’t be banned because he died

Seth Pecksniff posted:

According to this random website he died from a Zipline accident and complications from fetal alcohol syndrome

https://celebsaga.com/lowtax-kyanka-death-cause/

SidneyIsTheKiller posted:

Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka is gone now, and I am poorer for it. He was the real thing -- a political monster straight out of Grendel and a very dangerous enemy. He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time. He lied to his friends and betrayed the trust of his family. Not even Gerald Ford, the unhappy ex-president who pardoned Lowtax and kept him out of prison, was immune to the evil fallout. Ford, who believes strongly in Heaven and Hell, has told more than one of his celebrity golf partners that "I know I will go to hell, because I pardoned Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka."

I have had my own bloody relationship with Lowtax for many years, but I am not worried about it landing me in hell with him. I have already been there with that bastard, and I am a better person for it. Lowtax had the unique ability to make his enemies seem honorable, and we developed a keen sense of fraternity. Some of my best friends have hated Lowtax all their lives. My mother hates Lowtax, my son hates Lowtax, I hate Lowtax, and this hatred has brought us together.

Lowtax laughed when I told him this. "Don't worry," he said, "I, too, am a family man, and we feel the same way about you."

It was Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka who got me into politics, and now that he's gone, I feel lonely. He was a giant in his way. As long as Lowtax was politically alive -- and he was, all the way to the end -- we could always be sure of finding the enemy on the Low Road. There was no need to look anywhere else for the evil bastard. He had the fighting instincts of a badger trapped by hounds. The badger will roll over on its back and emit a smell of death, which confuses the dogs and lures them in for the traditional ripping and tearing action. But it is usually the badger who does the ripping and tearing. It is a beast that fights best on its back: rolling under the throat of the enemy and seizing it by the head with all four claws.

That was Lowtax's style -- and if you forgot, he would kill you as a lesson to the others. Badgers don't fight fair, bubba. That's why God made dachshunds.

Lowtax was a navy man, and he should have been buried at sea. Many of his friends were seagoing people: Bebe Rebozo, Robert Vesco, William F. Buckley Jr., and some of them wanted a full naval burial.

These come in at least two styles, however, and Lowtax's immediate family strongly opposed both of them. In the traditionalist style, the dead president's body would be wrapped and sewn loosely in canvas sailcloth and dumped off the stern of a frigate at least 100 miles off the coast and at least 1,000 miles south of San Diego, so the corpse could never wash up on Goon soil in any recognizable form.

The family opted for cremation until they were advised of the potentially onerous implications of a strictly private, unwitnessed burning of the body of the man who was, after all, the President of Something Awful. Awkward questions might be raised, dark allusions to Hitler and Rasputin. People would be filing lawsuits to get their hands on the dental charts. Long court battles would be inevitable -- some with liberal cranks bitching about corpus delicti and habeas corpus and others with giant insurance companies trying not to pay off on his death benefits. Either way, an orgy of greed and duplicity was sure to follow any public hint that Lowtax might have somehow faked his own death or been cryogenically transferred to fascist Chinese interests on the Central Asian Mainland.

It would also play into the hands of those millions of self-stigmatized patriots like me who believe these things already.

If the right people had been in charge of Lowtax's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Lowtax was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin.

These are harsh words for a man only recently canonized by President Clinton and my old friend George McGovern -- but I have written worse things about Lowtax, many times, and the record will show that I kicked him repeatedly long before he went down. I beat him like a mad dog with mange every time I got a chance, and I am proud of it. He was scum.

Let there be no mistake in the history books about that. Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was an evil man -- evil in a way that only those who believe in the physical reality of the Devil can understand it. He was utterly without ethics or morals or any bedrock sense of decency. Nobody trusted him -- except maybe the Stalinist Chinese, and honest historians will remember him mainly as a rat who kept scrambling to get back on the ship.

Lowtax's spirit will be with us for the rest of our lives -- whether you're me or Bill Clinton or you or Kurt Cobain or Bishop Tutu or Keith Richards or Amy Fisher or Boris Yeltsin's daughter or your fiancee's 16-year-old beer-drunk brother with his braided goatee and his whole life like a thundercloud out in front of him. This is not a generational thing. You don't even have to know who Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was to be a victim of his ugly, Nazi spirit.

He has poisoned our water forever. Lowtax will be remembered as a classic case of a smart man making GBS threads in his own nest. But he also poo poo in our nests, and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory like a brand. By disgracing and degrading the Presidency of Something Awful, by fleeing the forums like a diseased cur, Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka broke the heart of the Goon Dream.

Literal Nazi Furry posted:

i did this in reno so i do know. they make fursuits with fans inside of them now so they're way more manageable. that's what my suit has

13Pandora13 posted:

Lowtax has a complicated legacy but the impact he and SomethingAwful has had on internet culture is unquestionably significant.

LA already posted this, but please try to keep in mind his daughters could see this thread one day; GBS isn't paywalled and you know how middle and high school kids can be. We should endeavor to make sure we don't do anything that will cause them more harm in an already difficult time. The past 36 hours have been an emotional hurricane for everyone and the last things those kids need right now is to run into screenshots of people making crude comments about their father's passing online. Keep it behind a paywall or in Discord.

GFM thread here: https://forums.somethingawful.com/showthread.php?threadid=3984523

SidneyIsTheKiller posted:

Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka is gone now, and I am poorer for it. He was the real thing -- a political monster straight out of Grendel and a very dangerous enemy. He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time. He lied to his friends and betrayed the trust of his family. Not even Gerald Ford, the unhappy ex-president who pardoned Lowtax and kept him out of prison, was immune to the evil fallout. Ford, who believes strongly in Heaven and Hell, has told more than one of his celebrity golf partners that "I know I will go to hell, because I pardoned Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka."

I have had my own bloody relationship with Lowtax for many years, but I am not worried about it landing me in hell with him. I have already been there with that bastard, and I am a better person for it. Lowtax had the unique ability to make his enemies seem honorable, and we developed a keen sense of fraternity. Some of my best friends have hated Lowtax all their lives. My mother hates Lowtax, my son hates Lowtax, I hate Lowtax, and this hatred has brought us together.

Lowtax laughed when I told him this. "Don't worry," he said, "I, too, am a family man, and we feel the same way about you."

It was Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka who got me into politics, and now that he's gone, I feel lonely. He was a giant in his way. As long as Lowtax was politically alive -- and he was, all the way to the end -- we could always be sure of finding the enemy on the Low Road. There was no need to look anywhere else for the evil bastard. He had the fighting instincts of a badger trapped by hounds. The badger will roll over on its back and emit a smell of death, which confuses the dogs and lures them in for the traditional ripping and tearing action. But it is usually the badger who does the ripping and tearing. It is a beast that fights best on its back: rolling under the throat of the enemy and seizing it by the head with all four claws.

That was Lowtax's style -- and if you forgot, he would kill you as a lesson to the others. Badgers don't fight fair, bubba. That's why God made dachshunds.

Lowtax was a navy man, and he should have been buried at sea. Many of his friends were seagoing people: Bebe Rebozo, Robert Vesco, William F. Buckley Jr., and some of them wanted a full naval burial.

These come in at least two styles, however, and Lowtax's immediate family strongly opposed both of them. In the traditionalist style, the dead president's body would be wrapped and sewn loosely in canvas sailcloth and dumped off the stern of a frigate at least 100 miles off the coast and at least 1,000 miles south of San Diego, so the corpse could never wash up on Goon soil in any recognizable form.

The family opted for cremation until they were advised of the potentially onerous implications of a strictly private, unwitnessed burning of the body of the man who was, after all, the President of Something Awful. Awkward questions might be raised, dark allusions to Hitler and Rasputin. People would be filing lawsuits to get their hands on the dental charts. Long court battles would be inevitable -- some with liberal cranks bitching about corpus delicti and habeas corpus and others with giant insurance companies trying not to pay off on his death benefits. Either way, an orgy of greed and duplicity was sure to follow any public hint that Lowtax might have somehow faked his own death or been cryogenically transferred to fascist Chinese interests on the Central Asian Mainland.

It would also play into the hands of those millions of self-stigmatized patriots like me who believe these things already.

If the right people had been in charge of Lowtax's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Lowtax was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin.

These are harsh words for a man only recently canonized by President Clinton and my old friend George McGovern -- but I have written worse things about Lowtax, many times, and the record will show that I kicked him repeatedly long before he went down. I beat him like a mad dog with mange every time I got a chance, and I am proud of it. He was scum.

Let there be no mistake in the history books about that. Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was an evil man -- evil in a way that only those who believe in the physical reality of the Devil can understand it. He was utterly without ethics or morals or any bedrock sense of decency. Nobody trusted him -- except maybe the Stalinist Chinese, and honest historians will remember him mainly as a rat who kept scrambling to get back on the ship.

Lowtax's spirit will be with us for the rest of our lives -- whether you're me or Bill Clinton or you or Kurt Cobain or Bishop Tutu or Keith Richards or Amy Fisher or Boris Yeltsin's daughter or your fiancee's 16-year-old beer-drunk brother with his braided goatee and his whole life like a thundercloud out in front of him. This is not a generational thing. You don't even have to know who Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was to be a victim of his ugly, Nazi spirit.

He has poisoned our water forever. Lowtax will be remembered as a classic case of a smart man making GBS threads in his own nest. But he also poo poo in our nests, and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory like a brand. By disgracing and degrading the Presidency of Something Awful, by fleeing the forums like a diseased cur, Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka broke the heart of the Goon Dream.

Endorph posted:

He had a child support ruling against him for 92.5k + 2.5k/month 2 days ago

DoomTrainPhD posted:

Un-perma, then re-perma Lowtax. RIP.

killer crane posted:

Let's unban him, and reban him. It'll be like the trial of Pope Formosus. It could be a monthly tradition.

Diogines posted:

I could be mistaken but I think watching other people play games on YouTube and Twitch sort of evolved from Lets Plays on SA, right? Did any community online really have a dedicated area to watch other people play games? I could be mistaken but I am not aware of any?

I sometimes wonder if Lowtax saw it that way and felt cheated on not becoming a zillionaire when a concept started on SA later made metric assloads of money?

atomicthumbs posted:

i know a guy who's building a sort of robot quadsuit with an indirect vision system running off an Nvidia jetson. iirc he's planning to eventually include active cooling with one of those miniaturized DC refrigeration compressor-motors you can get these days. fursuit technology has come so far

atomicthumbs posted:

i know a guy who's building a sort of robot quadsuit with an indirect vision system running off an Nvidia jetson. iirc he's planning to eventually include active cooling with one of those miniaturized DC refrigeration compressor-motors you can get these days. fursuit technology has come so far

SidneyIsTheKiller posted:

Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka is gone now, and I am poorer for it. He was the real thing -- a political monster straight out of Grendel and a very dangerous enemy. He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time. He lied to his friends and betrayed the trust of his family. Not even Gerald Ford, the unhappy ex-president who pardoned Lowtax and kept him out of prison, was immune to the evil fallout. Ford, who believes strongly in Heaven and Hell, has told more than one of his celebrity golf partners that "I know I will go to hell, because I pardoned Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka."

I have had my own bloody relationship with Lowtax for many years, but I am not worried about it landing me in hell with him. I have already been there with that bastard, and I am a better person for it. Lowtax had the unique ability to make his enemies seem honorable, and we developed a keen sense of fraternity. Some of my best friends have hated Lowtax all their lives. My mother hates Lowtax, my son hates Lowtax, I hate Lowtax, and this hatred has brought us together.

Lowtax laughed when I told him this. "Don't worry," he said, "I, too, am a family man, and we feel the same way about you."

It was Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka who got me into politics, and now that he's gone, I feel lonely. He was a giant in his way. As long as Lowtax was politically alive -- and he was, all the way to the end -- we could always be sure of finding the enemy on the Low Road. There was no need to look anywhere else for the evil bastard. He had the fighting instincts of a badger trapped by hounds. The badger will roll over on its back and emit a smell of death, which confuses the dogs and lures them in for the traditional ripping and tearing action. But it is usually the badger who does the ripping and tearing. It is a beast that fights best on its back: rolling under the throat of the enemy and seizing it by the head with all four claws.

That was Lowtax's style -- and if you forgot, he would kill you as a lesson to the others. Badgers don't fight fair, bubba. That's why God made dachshunds.

Lowtax was a navy man, and he should have been buried at sea. Many of his friends were seagoing people: Bebe Rebozo, Robert Vesco, William F. Buckley Jr., and some of them wanted a full naval burial.

These come in at least two styles, however, and Lowtax's immediate family strongly opposed both of them. In the traditionalist style, the dead president's body would be wrapped and sewn loosely in canvas sailcloth and dumped off the stern of a frigate at least 100 miles off the coast and at least 1,000 miles south of San Diego, so the corpse could never wash up on Goon soil in any recognizable form.

The family opted for cremation until they were advised of the potentially onerous implications of a strictly private, unwitnessed burning of the body of the man who was, after all, the President of Something Awful. Awkward questions might be raised, dark allusions to Hitler and Rasputin. People would be filing lawsuits to get their hands on the dental charts. Long court battles would be inevitable -- some with liberal cranks bitching about corpus delicti and habeas corpus and others with giant insurance companies trying not to pay off on his death benefits. Either way, an orgy of greed and duplicity was sure to follow any public hint that Lowtax might have somehow faked his own death or been cryogenically transferred to fascist Chinese interests on the Central Asian Mainland.

It would also play into the hands of those millions of self-stigmatized patriots like me who believe these things already.

If the right people had been in charge of Lowtax's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Lowtax was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin.

These are harsh words for a man only recently canonized by President Clinton and my old friend George McGovern -- but I have written worse things about Lowtax, many times, and the record will show that I kicked him repeatedly long before he went down. I beat him like a mad dog with mange every time I got a chance, and I am proud of it. He was scum.

Let there be no mistake in the history books about that. Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was an evil man -- evil in a way that only those who believe in the physical reality of the Devil can understand it. He was utterly without ethics or morals or any bedrock sense of decency. Nobody trusted him -- except maybe the Stalinist Chinese, and honest historians will remember him mainly as a rat who kept scrambling to get back on the ship.

Lowtax's spirit will be with us for the rest of our lives -- whether you're me or Bill Clinton or you or Kurt Cobain or Bishop Tutu or Keith Richards or Amy Fisher or Boris Yeltsin's daughter or your fiancee's 16-year-old beer-drunk brother with his braided goatee and his whole life like a thundercloud out in front of him. This is not a generational thing. You don't even have to know who Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was to be a victim of his ugly, Nazi spirit.

He has poisoned our water forever. Lowtax will be remembered as a classic case of a smart man making GBS threads in his own nest. But he also poo poo in our nests, and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory like a brand. By disgracing and degrading the Presidency of Something Awful, by fleeing the forums like a diseased cur, Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka broke the heart of the Goon Dream.

SidneyIsTheKiller posted:

Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka is gone now, and I am poorer for it. He was the real thing -- a political monster straight out of Grendel and a very dangerous enemy. He could shake your hand and stab you in the back at the same time. He lied to his friends and betrayed the trust of his family. Not even Gerald Ford, the unhappy ex-president who pardoned Lowtax and kept him out of prison, was immune to the evil fallout. Ford, who believes strongly in Heaven and Hell, has told more than one of his celebrity golf partners that "I know I will go to hell, because I pardoned Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka."

I have had my own bloody relationship with Lowtax for many years, but I am not worried about it landing me in hell with him. I have already been there with that bastard, and I am a better person for it. Lowtax had the unique ability to make his enemies seem honorable, and we developed a keen sense of fraternity. Some of my best friends have hated Lowtax all their lives. My mother hates Lowtax, my son hates Lowtax, I hate Lowtax, and this hatred has brought us together.

Lowtax laughed when I told him this. "Don't worry," he said, "I, too, am a family man, and we feel the same way about you."

It was Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka who got me into politics, and now that he's gone, I feel lonely. He was a giant in his way. As long as Lowtax was politically alive -- and he was, all the way to the end -- we could always be sure of finding the enemy on the Low Road. There was no need to look anywhere else for the evil bastard. He had the fighting instincts of a badger trapped by hounds. The badger will roll over on its back and emit a smell of death, which confuses the dogs and lures them in for the traditional ripping and tearing action. But it is usually the badger who does the ripping and tearing. It is a beast that fights best on its back: rolling under the throat of the enemy and seizing it by the head with all four claws.

That was Lowtax's style -- and if you forgot, he would kill you as a lesson to the others. Badgers don't fight fair, bubba. That's why God made dachshunds.

Lowtax was a navy man, and he should have been buried at sea. Many of his friends were seagoing people: Bebe Rebozo, Robert Vesco, William F. Buckley Jr., and some of them wanted a full naval burial.

These come in at least two styles, however, and Lowtax's immediate family strongly opposed both of them. In the traditionalist style, the dead president's body would be wrapped and sewn loosely in canvas sailcloth and dumped off the stern of a frigate at least 100 miles off the coast and at least 1,000 miles south of San Diego, so the corpse could never wash up on Goon soil in any recognizable form.

The family opted for cremation until they were advised of the potentially onerous implications of a strictly private, unwitnessed burning of the body of the man who was, after all, the President of Something Awful. Awkward questions might be raised, dark allusions to Hitler and Rasputin. People would be filing lawsuits to get their hands on the dental charts. Long court battles would be inevitable -- some with liberal cranks bitching about corpus delicti and habeas corpus and others with giant insurance companies trying not to pay off on his death benefits. Either way, an orgy of greed and duplicity was sure to follow any public hint that Lowtax might have somehow faked his own death or been cryogenically transferred to fascist Chinese interests on the Central Asian Mainland.

It would also play into the hands of those millions of self-stigmatized patriots like me who believe these things already.

If the right people had been in charge of Lowtax's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles. He was a swine of a man and a jabbering dupe of a president. Lowtax was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning. Even his funeral was illegal. He was queer in the deepest way. His body should have been burned in a trash bin.

These are harsh words for a man only recently canonized by President Clinton and my old friend George McGovern -- but I have written worse things about Lowtax, many times, and the record will show that I kicked him repeatedly long before he went down. I beat him like a mad dog with mange every time I got a chance, and I am proud of it. He was scum.

Let there be no mistake in the history books about that. Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was an evil man -- evil in a way that only those who believe in the physical reality of the Devil can understand it. He was utterly without ethics or morals or any bedrock sense of decency. Nobody trusted him -- except maybe the Stalinist Chinese, and honest historians will remember him mainly as a rat who kept scrambling to get back on the ship.

Lowtax's spirit will be with us for the rest of our lives -- whether you're me or Bill Clinton or you or Kurt Cobain or Bishop Tutu or Keith Richards or Amy Fisher or Boris Yeltsin's daughter or your fiancee's 16-year-old beer-drunk brother with his braided goatee and his whole life like a thundercloud out in front of him. This is not a generational thing. You don't even have to know who Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka was to be a victim of his ugly, Nazi spirit.

He has poisoned our water forever. Lowtax will be remembered as a classic case of a smart man making GBS threads in his own nest. But he also poo poo in our nests, and that was the crime that history will burn on his memory like a brand. By disgracing and degrading the Presidency of Something Awful, by fleeing the forums like a diseased cur, Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka broke the heart of the Goon Dream.