In the first two movies, Ip Man is treated as a glorious nationalist hero for the Chinese, fighting against the invading Japanese during World War I and later the colonial British in Hong Kong. In real life, Ip Man moved to Hong Kong specifically to escape China.

It's a quaint little town — certainly smaller than the Cleveland-sized downtown that you see in this show — with a large festival in a fairly impressive graveyard every Halloween.

Let me sum up two seasons of The Newsroom for you:

I don't watch a lot of television so someone's gonna have to explain to me how this terrible hour of programming wasn't just the stupidest fucking thing.

I mean, this guy is obviously a trad-rock-fellating nothing-is-as-good-as-the-60s middle-aged-all-his-life douche and then he complains about Lenny Fucking Kravitz? THIS IS THE WORLD YOU CREATED, ASSHOLE.

Absolutely it is.

"No one who has genuinely great taste in rock music is saying, “Oh, I love The Beatles, The Stones, The Kinks, early Aerosmith, and fucking Lenny Kravitz!”

If I accidentally implied that there was anything in the world even *close* to as unfunny as An American Carol, I sincerely apologize.

'twas sarcasm

Really?

Creed quickly became a bizarre Ralph Wiggum character spouting nonsensical one-liners, but this episode established his only consistent human trait: his instincts for self-preservation.

Coulton favors power-pop like "Skipper Dan," but the real resemblance is in the lyrics, among the most depressing Al has ever written.

"Talk Soup" > "Waffle King"

All never times that song gets played?

The way Al tosses out that little "Here we go!" after the first chorus just knocks me out every time. That man listened to a LOT of David Byrne.

"But the song itself is sort of making light of anyone who has grown up in a low-income household who wants things. "

My statement stands, Enrico.

I thought it was an obvious pick. I thought "What's Up" was just one of those songs that everyone agrees is one of the worst songs ever written.

My hatred of "What's Up" is so deep and primal that I can't even put it into words. It stems from somewhere really deep in the lizard part of the brain. I can't even begin to process it in my conscious mind. I can't conceive of a brain so profoundly alien that it could even tolerate it, let alone like it.

No, there are no worse songs in the world. I literally cannot think of a single song worse than "What's Up" by 4 Non Blondes.