It’s cute that NPR still thinks that facts matter now.

So... not cooperating in an NFL investigation is twice as bad as KO’ing your wife in an elevator?

I have a lot of thoughts. The short version: Final Fantasy XV is full of smart ideas, and although the tropes are all there—phoenix downs, gysahl greens, peppy victory music—it feels totally different than any Final Fantasy before it, more akin to Skyrim or Far Cry than any JRPG we've seen to date. But can Square…

'Tis just a flesh wound!

Yeah, I have a favorite word. It's 'asshole' or sometimes 'fucking asshole' or 'dickwad', 'motherfucker', 'shithead'. They're all pretty awesome words that can apply to anyone that is acting like an asshole and those words also don't happen to be racist.

I probably would have shrugged this off a while ago, but I've got a daughter now that one day I would like to introduce to comics, and frankly, I can't say that I want ever want my daughter to be exposed to the idea that suicide is somehow funny or sexy.

Well, having two pictures under his belt and at least a couple million dollars probably helps a lot of women overlook the fact that he's dressed like a dork.

I can't imagine any jury in the world would convict Superman. And if they did, I can't imagine the president wouldn't immediately pardon him.

ISDs have deflector shields and from my experience with the old X-Wing and TIE Fighter games and the SW RPG, they were a bitch to take down.

Hmm... the ISD is the bigger of the two and would have her outgunned. I don't have stats on how powerful the ISD's shields are, but they could probably withstand a couple of hits from BG's nukes.

I thought we already had cyborg brains. They're called smart phones.

Assuming Superman can survive in space without a spacesuit, then he would win. Trying to hit him with the giant planet killing laser would be like trying to shoot a bee zooming around your head.

It all makes as much sense as anything else in comics. And considering that dying in the Marvel universe is less going to your eternal reward than having a sleepover at Death's house for a few nights, I imagine Parker will be back in tights soon.

I think that was because it was like watching a 90 minute long cut scene from a video game that someone else was playing.

I've always liked the Metal Gear from MGS.

Hey, California's good. Except for the +10-15 degree F rise in temperatures and the fact that I'll probably have a shark for a roommate in about 50 years anyway.

The reason for Reed's haste to get people in space was, IIRC, to beat the Reds to it. It was the Cold War, after all, and we couldn't let the darn Soviets get up into space and have their own Comrade Thing.

If you build communal kitchens that you deal with all of the attendant s*** that goes with them. Which, if you've ever lived with roommates, means stolen food, unwashed dishes, and food that sits in refrigerators until it evolves sentience and malevolence. Just on a scale of a hundred people instead of 3 or 4.

Climate Change, Supervolcanoes, meteors, lethal pandemics, nuclear war (an oldie, but goodie), and probably the hairbrained schemes that folks think of to try and solve any of the above that could create its own ecological cataclysm.