Because he's a DUmmie?
Well, I'm wondering about something else, and am wondering if this is the "more ammo" the gigantic primitive's trying to hide from us, but which must inevitably blow up in his face.
The gigantic primitive's only work experience has been as a card-dealer in casinos; he never learned anything else.
Ever since he was a little lad up in Minnesota, he didn't want to be a fireman, a policeman, a soldier, a physician, an attorney, a firefighter, a professor, a banker, or any of those other things little lads dream of becoming--he admits that he never wanted to be anything but a parasite upon society, a card-dealer in a casino.
So that's all the gigantic primitive ever knew.
About the same time the gigantic primitive hit a quarter of a ton, he left the casino, being unemployed.
The gigantic primitive's never been open and honest about why he left the casino.
He might've been fired, because he's never expressed anything other than hostility about his former place of employment.....and he could've been fired because the casino restaurant was going bankrupt (one of the fringe benefits of being a card-dealer in a casino is all the chow one wishes to eat).
Or, or, or, maybe there was some funny business going on, the gigantic primitive skimming some of the casino winnings, hiding the cash in his flaps.
What's clear is that the gigantic primitive has no interest whatsoever in working as a card-dealer again.
I'm wondering if he doesn't want to because he can't.
Surely there's a "blacklist" among casinos, detailing the crimes of former employees, so as to prevent other casinos from falling victim.
Or perhaps he can no longer pass a background check.
I dunno.
But if this is the "more ammo" the gigantic primitive says he's hiding from us, again, it's wet ammunition, no good.