I'd be interested in reading any neuroscientific research about how a drunk becomes "a different person," but my current sense is that new neurological pathways aren't being formed in such a state, leaving the defensive argument that offending statements stem from neurological misfires in the current brain network.…

Btw, you mentioned above that Oldman is an alcoholic like Gibson; I read that Oldman has been sober since the 90's…do you have info to the contrary?

Maybe the copyeditor is Australian. Supposedly the c word is like verbal table salt down there.

Unfortunately alcoholism doesn't fuel prejudicial beliefs so much as weaken the dam of the superego that holds back expression. If Gibson and Oldman say these things while drunk, you had better believe they feel some measure of truth in those words, even if they later disavow them intellectually… and shit. I got…

I don't think he has a logical case to be stretched—sounds more like sloppy false equivalence of the sort you'd hear at a good ol' boys' watering hole in the Deep South.

The anagram potential for Gibson + Baldwin + Oldman is astounding
http://www.wordsmith.org/an…

He really sank his teeth into that Dracula role…

Perhaps an iota of credit is due for pointing out that we're mostly hypocrites harboring conscious or subconscious prejudices, but the way he went about it was a total fucking disaster — he sounds like a bitter old drunk. The fact that he's (presumably) sober but still conveys zero sense of nuance or grasp of how…

Heeellloooooo!

Well shit. I thought only profanity and lewd references were prohibited. So much for free speech in 7-character form.

Exacerbating this devolution, plagues of curable illnesses will wipe out millions of kids born to educated liberals who refused to vaccinate…

Damn. What about something more subtle like OWMYBLZ? Or proclaiming my weary atheism with 2L84GOD? That would make driving around the Midwest lots of fun…

license plate idea: GWAYB8N

*gyrates, shakes afro while straddling torpedo barrel*

Mono — d'oh!

"This is Kent Brockman…*carousel rotates*…signing off…"

Burns: So, Smithers, what are you doing this weekend. Something gay, I expect?
Smithers: What?
Burns: You know, light and fancy free. Mothers, lock up your daughters — Smithers is on the town!
Smithers: Oh… Of course.

"…and guys with dirty faces."
[looks in mirror, wipes chocolate pudding off face]
Fuck you, O'Neal…

Got it—thanks for clarifying. I'm sure I could find things to appreciate and even enjoy about the show's mocking perspective, but at this point in my life, I'm trying to limit my consumption at the buffet of TV's New Golden Age, so clinging to half-true/half-fair excuses and rationalizations is critical.

"Katy darlin', did you just say "the theme of my song" or "the seam of my thong"? Ha ha…just kiddin'; I know you're a very smart and talented lil' lady." [squints, bites lower lip, bobble-nods]