Not fucking your own mother is a bar so low that it’s easier to step over it than scuttle under and yet, here we are.
But no, I agree. Part of the mystique of classic Chris was his ability to fall for the same stuff over and over again. I tend to chalk it up to loneliness. I think between not getting any job and having a clingy mother he was just desperate for any kind of human connection.
He’s not that disabled. Certainly not disabled enough that a special school couldn’t teach him how to recognize his disability and fit into society just a little. He might have ended up the friendly weirdo who cleans up after work and likes Pokémon a lot, but he would have had friends, people protective of him and maybe even a girlfriend or two. Ok job, subsidized housing, all that stuff.
Hell, I’d say that was an ok possibility up until the tomboy sagas. He could have walked away, gone to some adult classes, gotten a small job, and yeah, he might have to tell future employers that he had an internet history, but there are places that hire actual felons. Some internet weirdo isn’t going to turn every employer off.