Alan Greenspan tapped that ass.

We passed a bunch of civil rights legislation. Okay, granted, we had to be dragged kicking and screaming into it, but we did it. And we elected the first black president. Okay, so a majority of us didn't vote for him, and we've repeatedly accused him since of being a secret African Muslim Socialist, but still. The…

"Don't you blame this shit on us. This fucking turd was pinched off by a guy who makes treadmills for a living. If it were up to us, we'd have given that money to Kevin James for Zookeeper 2."

I figured by 2052 all screwing would be e-screwing. Or perhaps iScrewing.

I doubt he *actively* hates America. He's just part of the lamestream liberal corporate media machine trying to shove their hateful agenda down the throats of innocent sleeping unbaptized babies bleep blorp barf.

Pitchfork sucks, honestly. I didn't even read the review. I just think the wildly divergent opinions are interesting. The hipster hive mind really dropped the ball on thsi one.

I'm 34, and I love this band, so it's definitely not an age thing. I also think Wye Oak is kind of sleepy and mushy-sounding. But we can all agree on Skrillex.

The reviews for this album have been all over the map. Pitchfork loved it, so.

The simplicity of the melodies is part of the shtick, yes, but if a kid got a synth for Christmas and tried to put out an album 2 weeks later, it would like haphazard chaos. Sleigh Bells doesn't sound like chaos—on the contrary, their stuff sounds very controlled, very tight, very calculated. (In a good way.)

I don't get the don't-getters. I mean, what's not to like? It's loud and pounding and has great hooks. It gets the blood worked up, which is one of the best things, I think, music can do, without being obliviously juvenile.

75% of the backlash at this point consists of people trying to figure out what the backlash was about, why it existed and whether it was justified. It's just the Internet crawling up its own asshole again.

I think it was definitely shtick, but it fell apart near the end, when Maron started to tease out the real dynamics of the relationship. You could tell when that was happening because Gurwitch got a LOT quieter all of a sudden.

Or Alien 3 type incidents.

I don't think culture is as fractured as everyone claims. On the other hand, people have become very good at immediately applying filters to elements of the culture they think aren't relevant to them. So when you see a clip from a Lil Wayne video or hear a snippet of his music, it's like an ad campaign you have no…

I'm a New Yorker. And the truest thing you can say about New York pizza—like a lot of things in New York—is that the overall average is slightly better than elsewhere. Most of those storefront dives have shitty pizza that's only suitable for eating while you're walking between bars, or when you're trying to get rid of…

For what it's worth, I've been a vegetarian for 10 years, and I don't feel disgust / aversion when I contemplate meat. When it's raw, it looks to me like some kind of surgical procedure—not disgusting, really, just messy and not particularly attractive. When it's cooked, it's more like a chunk of wood or plastic or…

Really? It seems to me that Hank's investigative instincts have failed him time and time again, at least when it comes to Walt. Remember the whole Walt Whitman thing? The half-confession at the dining room table? Crashing the car rather than turning into the laundry? Granted, we don't know what's going through Hank's…

I'm still not convinced Walt was the one who poisoned the kid. Manipulating other people like that isn't his style—he's too narcissistic and tends to be the strike-directly-at-my-enemies type. If nothing else, he would have disposed of the plant.

I heard the third movie is a Western. It takes place in 1885.

I'm glad we resolved that. Now we can begin searching for the real killer.