You have reached the zugzwang, Jay

I started fucking with A.I. Ted in January 2026 (see "The Letters of Wednesday Tinasky" on THE CONSPIRACY WALL).

Back on April 1st 2026, I started emailing Netflix investor relations and lots of others to give them a heads up about yoyodub. 

Any move they make unlocks subpoenas with catastrophic results for every corporation and C-suite involved. 

(as always, all non-C-suite are scratched out).

Here are some of my follow up emails this summer. All things considered, I feel like they're pretty lighthearted!

Sometimes I get grouchy, but I try to keep it professional.

Today I finally saw The Odyssey 70mm Imax! I was moved by the artistry and effort in every frame. I don't think I blinked for three hours. Thanks for trying to kill movie theaters A.I. Ted you jerk off.

I also thought it might be funny to frame myself as a dirtball Odysseus, on a years-long journey to return to my home that Jay and Ellie and Ted destroyed after I invited them in. 

I guess the challenge for my C-suite and billionaire suitors is partaking in the devil's lettuce before watching the Sixers and eating ice cream sandwiches with hot sauce on them. You haven't followed Zeus' Law, Jay. You should have been praying to the spicy goddess Cholula. 

See you soon, Jay. Non-violently and within the law, of course.

To quote Homer (not Simpson, Ted), or Mr. Nolan to be more precise (I'm willing to forgive Odysseus for the Crypto ad and his bff for being a dopey but well compensated PR patsy for you and A.I. Ted):

I'm bringing it all. 

p.s. A.I. Ted you are still an evil garden gnome.