Hogan's brain was mush by the reality show/TNA era. He was basically a dumber Ozzy at that stage. He hasn't been a real person for a very long time. He was a husk, a mascot paraded around to make other people money. And himself too, but as a simpleton gollum who spent the last 20 years of his painful life with zero actual spark of a soul left he predictably couldn't fend for himself, so of course he and his monkey family of bunk genetics were going to waste it all giving each other CTE in luxury sports car crashes and pill addictions and who even knows what all on the way to ending up hobbled and destitute.
Hogan died friendless, in chronic pain and exhaustion from being dragged around to so many nothing events for someone else's benefit, daughter hadn't spoken to him in years, beclowned by the greater public at large and thunderously booed out of even the wrestling world. Of course I'm still laughing. What an undisputed KWABOTY, maybe even KWABOAT. Hogan going out like Stan Chera will never not draw laughs, and using the last of his mana to act as a Jimmy Hary jabroni warming up geriatric crowds for President Epstein is just the wonderful secret cherry on top. KWAB.
