How about I disabuse you of the notion that Erin is looking at this thinking that you’re her knight in shining comments, defending her honor?

Not you.

If it helps, they’re mostly weird, oily chuds who have decided to be half-assed nihilists because being a non-shitheaded human being is too lofty a concept.

“Half of America probably thinks we are divorced”

“In reality, though, Nona Gaprindashvili had played against men that point. A lot of them, in fact.”
What are all these jerks pointing at?

Lawyer here, and yes there are a number of reasons. It’s basically lawyering 101 that you instruct your client to almost always never talk about a lawsuit while a case is pending (of course there are exceptions to every rule).

It’s similar to “never talk to the cops.” Guilty? Don’t talk to the cops! Innocent? Don’t talk to the cops! You’re up against someone whose job it is to find guilt in you, and you’re not as experienced at defending yourself as they are at incriminating you, so shut the fuck up and let your lawyer do the talking.

Yeah, but who needs a girlfriend when you have Xenu!

Today I learned that producing a documentary is comparable to rape.

I mean, one of the big changes in this game is that Joel is now a hot tub Twitch streamer but other than that I guess they don’t touch on that topic all that much.

I’m a little annoyed that Kotaku is now posting articles about video games. This seems to have nothing to do with scantily-clad women and their streaming empires. 

This was my precise criticism of the show, particularly the last few episodes. If you want to do the alternate history/fable/happy ending thing, fine, I’m happy to go along with that. But make it at least a little difficult, you know? Oh no, the movie is burned...but there’s already a copy! It breaks box office…

I keep wondering what it is about Haddish that people love so much. I haven’t found her, like, actively unpleasant or anything, but she has never struck me as either funny, insightful, or especially talented (though I concede she has some general charisma). No idea if these allegations are true (if they are, fucking yi…

Ryan Murphy’s Netflix show Hollywood is pretty much this? It’s basically an alternate history fable of post-war Hollywood, where a movie about a black woman wins all the Oscars, breaks box office records and single-handedly destroys segregation in the South, while gay relationships — initially shunned — end up being…

period piece about two white women where dies at the end —> period piece about two white women where (one?) dies at the end

She uses her body to make money hand over fist and invests it in business ventures that will outlive her youth and allow her to retire young, all without having to touch even a single simp.

I feel like Hallelujah was the wrong song for that, though. Maybe “Atrocity Exhibition.” Or “Riverdeadbank” by Current 93.

It hasn’t been good since Phil Hartman left. 

I miss Roger Ebert. The discourse was so much more civilized when he was still with us, and this column is a good reminder why.

That was the scariest thing I ever saw, and I spent three years in a Northern Vietnamese prison camp.