It dumbfounds me how these people HAVE TO KNOW if these random internet video game players support their political cause. They will never meet either of these two people in real life. Why does it matter what some random dude in New York and some random man in sweden think about their life choices? These people don't even know your fucking name, holy shit!
I seriously cannot imagine how fragile these people are, how the fuck do they get up in the morning without checking to see if the birds outside support transgender rights? God knows how many hours they spend headcanoning that said birds are trans themselves and in a same-sex relationship. If the word "faggot" or even something as dumb as "[x] fictional character says NO to trans rights" ever appeared on a Vinesauce stream, these people would physically shatter into a million pieces.
It's just like Chris Chan having to draw an entire issue where Alec Benson Leary and his crew are murdered violently by the Sonichu gang because they basically did the equivalent of invading his fictional world and going "nuh-uh" which drove him into a frenzy.
God forbid this person not validate people he doesn't even know personally every fucking second while he's trying to play a video game. Somehow, to these people, it's a "problem" that Vinny isn't a fucking mouthpiece for their ideals. This fucking internet funnyman has to be a warrior for them all the time. This parasocial relationship shit is fucking real, and it has on shut-in, basement-dwelling tranny neets is fucking horrifying.
This shit is like people spamming the Tienanmen Square copypasta and going "free hong kong" somewhere where Joel or Vinny can see it. Great sentiment and all, but holy shit, shove it up your fucking ass, we're here to see a funny video game stream, no one gives a fuck, write a livejournal or something.