Because we all know a John, a genuine hopeless fuckup retard who for no good reason and of our own volition we end up carrying on our back uphill like a cross
A John is human salvage. They accidently prey off human kindness. They might be druggies, molested, or just depressed but you never really expect your John to do anything other than John about, but that’s not why you help him is it? He’s the human equivalent of a stray cat.
Well Rikieta walked this John off a wire, and then later, through some miracle John stops being a John, or maybe he still is a John, and Rikieta for whatever reason demanded total John loyalty. This wailing cat in a river grabbed on to the first outstretched hand it found and now years later is expected to still serve his lordship.
And you know how it feels. Whip out your phone. Go to “that” contact and think of how retarded and spiteful you’d have to be to craft a dear John, then imagine doing it to for the world to hear. It’s not just calling the debt on your broke ass friend, it’s sending his ass to collections.