Hey, Zed ... earlier this week we had a heavy snow, at least by December standards, and the next morning, when the melting snow had refrozen, the driveway was slippery, so I wanted to throw down a few handfuls of ice melter. I reached for an old pair of gloves in my shed, and when I slipped on the right glove, I immediately felt a sting in my hand. I shook the glove off and a wasp crawled out. I don't know if wasps go into hibernation or what, but we see a few of them around the fireplace and other openings every year around this time, and they are always lethargic. I found this one dead a short time later. Even with my hand hurting, I felt kind of sorry for the stupid little insect.
He's not the only far right wacko who's an incel.