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I know it's not popular to say that HBO is producing a show where southern white men get flayed alive like in GoT simply for being southern and male and in love with slavery but … [reads script] Oh? the Church is also casting them out for being horrible f-cks? Bless the Gods for alternative TV shows.

I dunno, seven seasons of watching Southern white men in gray getting beaten to a pulp could have some therapeutic benefits, especially if dogs eat off their faces … that was the whole point of GoT, bloody retribution from rape and gore is acceptable. So, yes, let's watch the whole-scale massacre of white supremacists

In a bizarre twist the Confederates send black slave troops (and one naked white woman) to the Middle East to liberate the Yazidi from ISIS and everyone learns a very important lesson.

I think the difference between Paul Simon and Benioff and Weiss is that while it's true all three are privileged white men, at no point did Simon romanticize South African apartheid in his attempts to open up conversations and bring Ladysmith to the world stage. I can't say that Benioff and Weiss (based on what

Maybe if it was someone other than Benioff and Weiss I'd react with, "Someone is actually going to burn down the Lost Cause of the Confederacy once and for all? Will this show shame Bubba into removing the Stars and Bars off his pickup truck?" But if GoT is all I have to go on for D&D's "world building" visions then

The first Talking Head song I ever heard was, "Life During Wartime," off the Stop Making Sense LP that had just come out that year. My girlfriend at the time was a senior, with an older sister who fancied herself a punk (and for mid-Michigan in the mid-80s she was) so after the after-school pot, vodka and sex we'd

Sadly the sight of Q-Tip spitting out angry rhymes in opposition to hatred and bigotry does not fill me with a fresh jolt of seditious excitement. The Islamic Center in my hometown of East Lansing, MI, got vandalized recently, Trump's Muslim database might still be a real thing and Pence is a heartbeat away from being

"The movie traffics almost exclusively in visual clichés" — Cool! Is there a scene where Natalie ignites a pool of gasoline and walks away in slow motion as some vehicle explodes behind her? Or does she kneel next to her best friend's dead body and scream into the sky as the camera zooms out above her? Actually, when

So the father gets murdered, the mother goes out of town ("There is no 'My husband just got butchered' in the word 'Team,' lady") leaving an equally traumatized brother (oh, sorry, "bratty," apparently he's already moved on) in charge and our pre-pubescent heroine is then "threatened with being cut up" … a lot.

What, exactly, does an outlaw biker do in 2016? Besides cooking meth, running security at a Trump rally and watching reruns of Sons of Anarchy? At least Mel isn't pretending to be some sad-sack ex-assassin or retired pastry chef called back into the field "one last time," or a hardened bloke coming out of prison for,

Not having yet seen the movie does Harley Quinn's black and red unitard actually make an appearance or is it all booty shorts all the time?

So the whole "being in love with a psychotic, manipulative boyfriend, who electrocutes her and makes her jump into a vat of acid" really isn't a problem for the author? It's how "the camera crassly lingers over the way her butt hangs out of her booty shorts"? I understand a lot of people hand-wave away Harley Quinn's

I'm surprised William S. Burroughs' Tarzan wasn't more popular —- fractured story telling, vagina-flowers, Tangier, talking giant centipedes, Lord Greystoke the Junkie. All with a hip Mingus soundtrack —- kids today are sure jaded.

Everything after BSG's New Caprica story arc (Baltar as Jesus, Lee as a lawyer, Starbuck as a space-zombie yet still as irritating as when she was alive) felt off, as if Moore and company had never really thought up how to end their series and thus the stories they decided to tell were, at best, random and ho-hum

in my best cheech and chong voice: "hey, man, the free market! now we can our munchies!"

but he likes pot … a lot. if that doesn't make a good political campaign what will?

Isn't it easy to say on July 1st, "I might not vote come November" because it's so far away? We haven't even gotten to the DNC where Bernie performs ritual seppuku on stage to atone for the hubris of his followers. Come October I suspect we'll be hearing a different tune from many a Sanders supporter.

Somewhere Walt Whitman is crying …

I thought, "this isn't about Bernie's massive, massive ego" completely undermines them.

Free pot brownies and Phish in every home in the country.