Pretty sure it was because Jordan was able to hold onto his image rights for some reason rather than having them controlled by the Players' Association.  I remember that every basketball videogame I bought as a kid had a disclaimer about not having the rights to certain basketball players, by which they all meant…

I think Cox relies on J.D. as his hype man because he has no other options- he's driven most of the other residents away with his attitude, and can only rely on the one guy he's managed to successfully indoctrinate.  And if you look at the scenes, J.D. is remarkably unsuccessful in his attempts to spread the Cox Cult…

I really hope that that's the title of the porn version, and that Dowd is reporting the actual box office numbers of the porn version.

Eh, he was using it to make a point about Mad Men that was fairly valid, so it didn't really matter to me.  It seemed to me to be a matter of self-contradiction more than anything- if Shakespeare is going to illustrate the ideological divide between Christians and Jews by way of their differing understandings of mercy…

I dunno- buckshot to the face, or giving Lee Garner Jr. some alone time with The Captain and Tennille?  I'd say that's a close one.

They probably don't respect you because you haven't won a Grammy yet.

And The National's new album is slightly less full of songs that sound like they belong on a mixtape for succumbing to alcohol poisoning.  Regression toward the mean, I guess?

I blame it on his guidance counselor for telling him that in college, everyone wears cartoon animal costumes.

It's the product of questionable decision-making regarding the collaborators who helped him create it?  Nah, you can't argue with Rudin and Daft Punk.  Though I have no idea what fucking Bon Iver is still doing hanging around on his records.

As I said in a thread further down, I was certain Pete was going to walk into Benson's office with that thing blasting.

professional for Don:  You go to the movies during your workday, OR you experience an illicit handy.  Never AND.

But both secretaries' mothers had the same name:  Peggy Olson.  And it was the same woman, too!

We all know that Roger won that competition.  Even if nobody in the room knows it, cupping Lee Garner Jr's balls was the only thing Roger was comfortable admitting to.

And Joan cracking up at Don's baby impression was a great little detail.

After Pete walked past his secretary back into his office, I half-expected him to re-emerge with the .22 rifle a few seconds later.  "Hey Bob, you little fucking squirrel, guess what?" [kicks door in]

Three affluent young females, and the boy who calls himself their friend because he is too cowardly to act on his physical desires, examine various types of purses on a table that is covered with a tablecloth.

Ah, nothing like an asshole using their enlightened view of the world as an excuse for endless sanctimony.

I've heard of it, I think Don Delillo might have even transcribed some of it in his novel Underworld.

Man, I wish people at boxing matches tried to fight the boxer.  That would make boxing shoot right back past UFC as our nation's favorite beat-a-person-up sport.

Only if he has a reason for making the rape joke, like he wants to fuck someone and they won't let him.