Narratively speaking, I don't see how he gets a good ending. He straight-up murdered an innocent man (yes, arguably the man knowingly ate street-kid-brains, but we don't even know for sure he was one of Blaine's customers, do we?). I mean, sure, maybe he ends up working with at-risk zombie youth as penance, but it…

I think they said drunk-driving Chad was 15 when he killed the guy's dad, not that it happened 15 years ago.

I got the impression the murder was more spontaneous — presumably there was an icepick on hand in the frat house, and when he saw what a boozy dick Chad was, he lost it.

I wasn't sure if it was Blaine or Mr. Boss, but then when Mr. Boss's men killed Speedy, that seemed to clinch that it was Blaine (especially with other henchman's concern about the "risky" plan — purposefully risky as it turns out).

Well, Liv did vision up the link between the two Chads, which might not have come up otherwise (though you think they would investigate any official complaints filed against frat-Chad, so it probably would have come up anyway).

I'll grant that Jennifer Lawrence may not be the most compelling or just representative of this issue, but powerful/effective? Dude, you think Lois at Big Lots is going to get any traction?

No. The egregious overpay for entertainers is a separate issue. Unequal pay for equal work is a symptom, regardless of whether it happens to an A-list actress or a cafeteria worker.

Pssst . . . She's not complaining about money; she's complaining about inequality.

I feel like Rafael's HEA is having a son. I really want the show to go in the direction of Jane and Rafael co-parenting as friends, while Jane ends up with (Michael!) someone else.

Good point! I'd forgotten about the vision thing (yes, I forgot about the central premise of the show).

Damn you, that sounds awesome, and my SNES is still operable, so I went looking. It doesn't sound $270 worth of awesome, alas.

Damn you, that sounds awesome, and my SNES is still operable, so I went looking. It doesn't sound $270 worth of awesome, alas.

God that material deserves so, so much more than that bastard of a movie. Actually, that's an insult to bastards.

Did Blaine's customers necessarily know where the brains came from? I mean, they should have asked, but maybe they did, and Blaine said he got them from a funeral home, or the morgue, or wherever. Major can't blame them for that (although you're right that he still may). It'd be like me buying free range chicken in…

If it's any consolation, I've lived in the south all my life (Louisiana, Alabama, and Tennessee), and I have yet to hear anyone refer to The Civil War as "The War of Northern [or Yankee] Aggression," except as a joke. I'm not saying those people don't exist, just that I've never met one.

Abbie, Ichabod, and Jenny continue to be awesome, and I have hopes for Joe. Everything else is rather dire. But it will take a lot to make me stop watching this show.

It's a fucking stick!

Hey! I stumbled across this place in the South Pacific season too! Welcome! Here's a virtual peach cobbler!

Hey, that guy's daughter specifically said he wasn't fat!

Isn't her mom a hospital administrator? I assume if she told her mom she had some sort of blood-borne illness, her mom would order a battery of tests and whatnot.