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Crazy person, Sandy Hook truther, and possibly officially sanctioned White House correspondent Alex Jones loves to take off his shirt. He does this to prove that he is a red-blooded, all-caps man—a hunk of Texas meat that lifts weights, filters through the mainstream media’s lies, and prepares his devoted listeners for the lizard-people apocalypse. He uses his manly muscles to do all of this, and, in order to prove that he can walk the walk in addition to talking the talk, he likes to take his shirt off. Here is Jones taking his shirt off:

Here he is taking his shirt off:

Here he is taking his shirt off on top of a horse:

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In a recent profile with the German magazine Der Spiegel, he also took his shirt off. Here he is doing it:

An excerpt from the article accompanying the image describes that it was done amid a particularly upsetting tableau:

It’s afternoon, and Jones is walking through the studio, his adrenaline level high and his blood sugar low. He needs to get something to eat. Platters of BBQ - chicken, beef and sausages - are set out on a table in the conference room. “Good barbecue,” says Jones. “You tasted it already?”

He piles up food onto a plastic plate, and then he suddenly takes off his shirt without explanation. With his bare torso, he sits there and shovels meat into his mouth, a caricature of manliness, but also a show of power to the reporter sitting in front of him. He can do as he pleases.

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Because Alex Jones is a fucking grotesquerie and the image of him, shirtless, eating a plate of meat and propositioning you is the sort of horrorshow that the internet has so richly earned, it inspired many delighted riffs:

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Please enjoy your lunch.

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