Every crew has some sad, desperate shitheel nipping at their heels, just begging to be a part of the gang. For the
neo-Nazis, that’s Tim Gionet—better known as Baked Alaska—whom you may remember as that shrill, bloviating baby who maybe (almost definitely) maced himself in Charlottesville to really own the libs. You can relive that whole spectacle above.
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On the street, he makes his thoroughly modern, white supremacist case by filming himself badgering people on the street, then using the fact that he’s owned time and again as a “so much for the tolerant left” argument. These many, many hilarious humiliations have been chronicled on the website
Milk Leaks as a public service.
One recent embarrassment that Baked Alaska chose to share with the world found him harassing three women outside of a club, one of whom broke his “new iPhone 7" after he repeatedly refused to stop filming her. In the video—a torturous
five hours long, which
Death And Taxes has helpfully cued up just to the pertinent scenes—he calls the cops on her, only for them to arrive, listen to his rambling, then quickly drive off, leaving him despondent on the curb, his equally sad friend urging him, “Let’s go, Baked.” You may
love the cops, buddy, but they sure don’t love you back.
But “Baked” lives this shit; it’s hardly the first time his mixture of candid camera video, troll humor, and lecherousness has resulted in humiliation. Take, for example, the time he made a “grab her by the pussy joke” to a young woman dressed as a cat, then asked if she was single, then found out she was 13 years old.
