When I was younger, I remember seeing "Archie Bunker for President" bumper stickers. I think everyone knew, even back then, what those drivers found so "presidential" about Archie Bunker. And here we are.

Remember kids, there's only one way to deal with a bully: Physically assault them. That's the only way they'll ever learn.

There's nothing wrong with the capitalism

Eh. It's clearly not as awful as what he did after I tossed my thermal Depends up on the stage.

I already posted this once before, but it seems relevant:

I know that the show runners disrespected your space and your neighbors, but In Other Words will endure. No need to take your personal grievance out on one of the show's principal performers. Can we get consensus on this?

Speaking as someone who has dressed up in a peripheral-vision-reducing mascot costume for non-yiffing purposes, mobs of bored children are far more terrifying than any mere clown could be. They literally do not recognize you as human or as having any sensations of pain or discomfort. A so-called "Creepy Clown" that…

So we're just going to gloss over Kinko the Kid-Loving Clown? That went on far too long before he lost his TV Show.

Every time I power mine up, I think "Where's the goddam Command Line?"

When you hate on someone like Fred Armisen, it's helpful to qualify your hate with a comparison to someone you find more amusing. For example:

Hey! A good con man never calls the mark a complete fucking moron. You want the gull to come to that conclusion on their own so they keep their big mouth shut after they lose the bundle.

I was watching "A Face In The Crowd" on TCM last night (really, TCM, isn't that movie just a bit on the nose?). When Lonesome Rhodes threatens suicide because his Vice President is a better public speaker, we're treated to his girlfriend's delightfully quotable response:

Goddam kids. In my day, we sat around listening to old Throbbing Gristle records and we were damn happy about it. That was entertainment through pain! I call it "Shrillex" because it's shrill and it isn't even music.

I was raised by godless heathens. But when teenage me found a Chick tract in a phone booth, I knew I had stumbled onto something I would enjoy for the rest of my life.

My copy of this game would not save progress, so to hell with it.

Like the internet, or a Greyhound Bus Station toilet, Trump has merely revealed what has always been there. From here on out, we can choose to do something about it (make kids read "Elmer Gantry" in English class or something) or we can gently accept that a sizeable portion of our country will always be gullible…

Exactly. Haven't they learned anything from EuroDisney? It's a whimsical and remarkably detailed simulacra of a society. People wander around it with the idiot glee of the vacationer, ready to strike up a pointless conversation with total strangers.

When I get a hankerin’ for a romantic comedy, I’ll usually watch some subtitled pop nonsense from India on the Netflix. The language barrier does a lot to make the disturbing tropes of the genre somewhat palatable. Imagine my delight when I watched Makkhi! I recommend it to you now with the caveat that it is either…

That's hilarious. I find Zimmer to be the most mechanical and underwhelming big name composer of film scores working today. But I gave him credit for at least having an interesting theme for Wonder Woman. Now I may return to my default state of smug despair where Zimmer is concerned.

Ah! Architecture school! Where you learn that Architecture is art! All so that you may design practical bathrooms for Burger King. The process IS surprisingly similar.