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The House That Goo Built

Posted on by Max Killzone

Rob Reiner and his wife, Michele Singer Reiner, were killed in what multiple sources familiar with the investigation have described as an unusually brutal, drug-fueled attack, with the severity of the violence said to be disturbing even by professional standards. Attorneys Harvey Levin and Mark Geragos have stated that the nature of the lacerations bore what they described as “the markings of a methamphetamine-fueled homicide.” Dr. Drew Pinsky separately noted that the level of force and disorganization suggested the influence of a powerful stimulant, though toxicology confirmation has not been publicly released. The murder weapon has not been recovered.

via National Enquirer & LAPD

Nick Reiner, the couple’s son, has been charged with two counts of first-degree murder with special circumstances for multiple homicides, along with a sentencing enhancement for alleged use of a knife. He has not entered a plea. His next court appearance is scheduled for February 23.

Reiner has a long, well-documented history of severe mental illness and substance abuse and was officially diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder in 2020. He had previously been stable on a combination of psychiatric medications until about a month before the killings. Reiner reportedly complained to his doctors that the medication had caused significant weight gain. His behavior began to rapidly deteriorate when his medications where changed.

Friends and family acquaintances told the media that in the weeks leading up to the murders, Reiner exhibited escalating agitation, violent outbursts, and signs consistent with renewed drug use. Witnesses described frequent rages, breaking shit, and attempts to mask odors in the home with Febreze. A longtime household employee even reportedly threatened to quit after becoming fearful of Reiner’s behavior.

Everything Leading Up to This

Nick Reiner’s descent began in his early teens, when his parents started cycling him in and out of rehabilitation programs at around age fifteen. By his mid-twenties, he had attended at least 18 rehab facilities, all financed by his parents, with some costing as much as $60,000 per month. Despite these efforts, his substance use continued. Friends described a pattern in which each completed treatment program was followed by a casual return to substance use. He later described periods of homelessness across multiple states, including Maine, where he recounted shooting up in a McDonald’s restroom, intravenously injecting Wellbutrin with a homeless man, and living in shelters.

via People Magazine

For much of his adult life, Reiner lived intermittently in the guesthouse on his parents’ $13.5 million Brentwood property, formerly owned by Henry Fonda, an Academy Award–winning actor and foundational figure in old Hollywood. Nick Reiner was unemployed and financially dependent on his parents. Despite mounting volatility, Rob and Michele Reiner reportedly resisted pursuing involuntary psychiatric commitment.

According to friends, Rob Reiner said he could not bear to watch police restrain his son and place him in a psychiatric ward. In multiple interviews over the years, Reiner openly acknowledged that “tough love” was not in his nature. Instead, Reiner’s parents attempted alternative interventions. Rob Reiner arranged an internship for his son with the production team behind Family Guy, personally driving him to and from the job each day. During this period, Reiner attempted to pursue stand-up comedy, performing at established Los Angeles clubs including the Comedy Store. No recordings of these performances have surfaced, and the effort quietly ended.

via Brent Perniac, AdMedia, Newscom, MEGA

Throughout Reiner’s life, his parents repeatedly intervened to shield him from consequences and ensure an endless supply of second chances. At one rehab facility, Reiner threw a rock through a stained-glass chapel window after staff refused to provide a medication he could abuse. A former employee said he was nearly expelled but was allowed to remain after his parents shelled out more than $20,000 to cover the damage. During another relapse, Reiner said he stayed awake for days on stimulants and destroyed the interior of the guesthouse, punching a television and a lamp. He later suffered what he cocaine-related heart attack while being transported to yet another treatment program.

Where Things Stand

Since his arrest, Reiner has been held at the Twin Towers Correctional Facility in downtown Los Angeles, housed in Tower 2’s high-observation mental health unit. According to a sheriff’s department source cited by People, he is confined to a 7-by-10-foot cell under constant fluorescent lighting and remains under close medical monitoring. Although he was initially placed on suicide watch and required to wear a suicide-prevention smock, that designation has since been lifted.

Multiple sources have described Reiner as presenting in a “child-like” psychological state while incarcerated. One source familiar with his condition stated that while he appears to understand what he did, he is unable to process where he is or the consequences of his actions. Others have described him as detached from reality and emotionally disorganized.

Surviving members of the Reiner family have since cut off Nick Reiner emotionally and financially. His high-profile defense attorney withdrew from the case, and he is now represented by a public defender. Family sources say the decision to stop funding his defense was driven by his erratic behavior and refusal to cooperate, rather than a lack of concern for the outcome. The family has reportedly prepared to oppose the death penalty should it be sought, stating that execution would not undo what happened.

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Natalie Portman’s Tears are as Fake as Kathy Griffin’s Hairpiece

Posted on by Max Killzone

This week we were treated to another round of political theater, with Natalie Portman, that gay drug dealer from Breaking Bad, and Kathy Griffin calling for a color revolution against the ‘fascist’ Donald Trump Regime… But lets be real, If shit actually hit the fan, you won’t catch Kathy anywhere near the front lines. There is no way on earth she is going to be the one eating a beanbag round or catching a tear gas canister on live television.

Image via E! News

Unlike these fake celebrities out here crying on cue, there will be no sympathy for Alex Pretti found on this shit hole of a website. Federal agents, medical professionals, ICE—these are all part of the same enforcement apparatus. Pretti wasn’t an outsider challenging power; he was an ICU nurse embedded in the very system he claimed to oppose. He should have gone to work instead of playing revolution. This wasn’t martyrdom or resistance, but delusion followed by predictable consequences.

The Fate of the Useful Idiot

“The useful idiots, the leftists who are idealistically believing in socialism or communism, will be the first to be lined up against the wall and shot. They will not be needed anymore. They know too much. They are idealists. They will be eliminated.”

“They are used only for destabilization. Once the job is done and power is consolidated, they become a burden. They are not trusted, and they are not rewarded.”

Yuri Bezmenov. Interview and lectures on ideological subversion , 1983–1985. Public lectures and televised interviews, United States.

Alex Pretti, and Renee Good are both prime examples of “Useful Idiots”. The fate of the useful idiot throughout history has always been unpleasant. The useful idiot is tolerated only so long as they are useful, and discarded the moment they become inconvenient. Bolsheviks turned on their own allies after the Russian Revolution, Mao’s Cultural Revolution consumed many of its young activists, and Castro’s Cuba imprisoned sympathetic intellectuals who had promoted the revolution abroad.

Political movements do not reward sincerity, and once their objectives are achieved, the state offers neither reward nor mercy to those who served them. The useful idiot is not remembered; what remains is a corpse reduced to a number in a forgotten ledger.

Image via NPR

The Cooney Beach Endurance Diet

Posted on by Max Killzone

Unless you’re a boomer, or been offline for the past decade, you’ve probably heard of Eugenia Cooney. After years in the public eye and a highly publicized 5150 hold forced on her by online peers, her condition has (unsurprisingly) continued to deteriorate. Whatever the intent behind that intervention, the outcome is obvious: she is now visibly at her lowest weight to date.

The cold, harsh truth is that you can lead a horse to water, or in this case a dinner plate, but you can’t make it eat. Cooney has shown no real interest in recovery, so this article isn’t going to pretend otherwise. There’s no sugarcoating what prolonged anorexia does to the body, especially when it’s openly maintained as a lifestyle.

Image via Instagram

What follows is an examination of the stranger, less discussed physical effects of extreme anorexia, using one of the internet’s most recognizable “RawrXD skeletons” as a real-world reference. This project began as a series of Reddit posts, but after repeated removals by moderators, it became clear the material was better suited to a platform not subject to parasocial gatekeeping or performative hand-wringing about “empathy.” Eugenia Cooney has chosen to exist as a public figure whose entire online presence revolves around her disorder. Discussing the visible consequences of that choice isn’t immoral. It’s a direct response to what has been publicly displayed, documented, and monetized.

So, What Does She Eat?

No one knows Eugenia Cooney’s exact weight. For the sake of analysis, I used a conservative estimate based on a height of approximately 5’5″ (most sources place her somewhere between 5’4″ and 5’7″) and a BMI of 14, which corresponds to roughly 86 pounds. From there, I ran the numbers and compared them against what is physiologically plausible. These figures aren’t presented as fact, they’re reference points used to contextualize the visible effects discussed here.

Estimated range:

  • BMR: ~830–1,110 kcal/day
  • TDEE (very low activity): ~1,000–1,400 kcal/day

To the average American, that range sounds impossible. It isn’t. Not in the short term, and especially not in a body that has been metabolically adapted through long-term restriction. That’s the part people consistently misunderstand. This isn’t acute starvation. It’s sustained, disciplined maintenance at an extremely low baseline.

Despite popular myths, Eugenia Cooney does not “eat nothing” or filter feed like a sea sponge. She almost certainly eats every day. What explains the appearance isn’t magic or superhuman willpower. It’s consistency. Low intake, low variation, and years of metabolic suppression. This is where dieting ends and pathology begins, where control becomes the behavior itself rather than a means to an end.

The Anatomy Behind Eugenia’s Hidden “Tail”

One of the more visually striking effects of extreme anorexia is the so-called “tail.” This isn’t a mutation or some bizarre anomaly. It’s basic anatomy.

Image via Instagram

Severe muscle wasting affects the gluteal muscles, lower back, and core (structures that normally stabilize the pelvis and cushion the spine). As these tissues atrophy, the underlying skeletal landmarks become visible. Fat loss around the hips further exaggerates this effect, and the pelvis can rotate slightly as muscular support collapses.

Under normal conditions, the coccyx is padded and invisible. When that padding disappears, the bone can protrude sharply, especially when sitting or bending. What people interpret as a “tail” is simply exposed skeletal structure combined with postural distortion from prolonged malnutrition.

Raw Contact with Reality via Bootyhole

There’s also the unspoken physics problem nobody wants to acknowledge. At a certain point, there’s just… nothing left back there. No padding. No buffer. No suspension system. Every chair becomes a medieval torture device. Benches, plastic seats, theme park rides, all suddenly qualify as hostile terrain.

Image via Instagram

Which raises a legitimate question: how does Eugenia Cooney even tolerate places like Disneyland? Those rides are already engineered for maximum bacterial density, and now you’ve got direct butthole-to-surface contact like some kind of human petrie dish. It’s not body-shaming, it’s ergonomics. The human body is not designed to raw-dog public seating. Remove the fat, remove the cushion, and suddenly sitting down becomes an endurance sport and you’re just one fiberglass bench away from an infection and a very bad day.

“Girls Don’t Poop”

We’ve all heard the phrase “girls don’t poop” at some point in our lives, which is obviously untrue… unless you’re Eugenia Cooney. In cases of extreme anorexia, digestion doesn’t disappear, but it slows to such a degree that the joke starts sounding uncomfortably literal.

At sustained low intake, the gastrointestinal system enters conservation mode along with the rest of the body. Food volume drops, fiber intake vanishes, and fat consumption becomes negligible. The muscles responsible for moving waste through the intestines weaken. Peristalsis slows. Transit time stretches. What little material enters the system can take days to exit, if it does at all.

Image via Instagram

It’s simple mechanics. There’s barely anything moving through the system, and what little there is can take days to pass… if it passes at all. Like everything else in this condition, it looks surreal from the outside but is brutally logical once you understand the physiology. Less input. Less output. Fewer signals. Reduced function.

None of this is meant to shock for the sake of spectacle. When the body is pushed into prolonged restriction, it adapts in ways that are strange. What looks uncanny from the outside is, in reality, just biology following rules it can’t opt out of. Eugenia Cooney’s visibility makes these effects harder to ignore, but they are not unique to her. They are the predictable result of a system under chronic deprivation—quiet, mechanical, and deeply unglamorous.