Pool on the roof at Anthem, pools backstage at MPP. . . what's with Seth's sudden obsession with aquatic recreation?
Just spitballing here but what if -- what if!? -- a sequence of events began the night Seth hung out with Hutch leading to Seth digesting several hallucinogenic drugs to dull the pain of the experience. Suppose then the freshly-laced Seth then went back to his home and watched Kevin Smith's film Tusk on Amazon Prime. In his delusional, drug-addled state, the middle-aged Seth then was overcome by a moment of psychedelic bliss while seeing the Cronenbergian body horror tale of the effeminate, coquettish boy-masquerading-as-man that is Justin Long being sadistically transformed into a walrus. What if I were then to posit that through some sort of psychosomatic transference, Seth's brain became rewired to associate that kaleidoscopic euphoria with the hallucinatory fever-dream of himself becoming a walrus, which in turn leads to our millionaire friend using his connections and personal wealth to ensconce his business empire with swimming pools, the perfect habitat for the walrus he is transitioning into. Its the thread on which this entire series of events hangs together, people; read between the lines and its clear as the sharp, baleful incisors Seth betrays with every smile.
