Rick and Morty? He needs to watch The Venture Brothers.

“Aye, mate, what if we made the arse end look a nun’s trudgle like a Bentley?”

I know you aren’t trying to sell copies of the game, and I was not meaning to infer that. I apologize. My point, which I did not portray in the least is more that any game with a narrative seems to require a sex scene whether it is necessary to the overall story line or not. Now I know I’m generalizing to a huge…

Arn, I’ve been coming to Kotaku for about 10 or so years now (back when Crecente and Bashcraft had their sign off / sign on posts, and Fahey did his Science Tuesdays), and I just wanted to say that especially in the past year or two, you’ve become one of my favorite people on Kotaku Kinja. Almost always when I see you…

Gita, thank you for this--and particularly for taking the time to collect opinions from the broader fanbase.

I personally find what Jontron had to say during the “debate” (if such it can be called with a straight face) absolutely repugnant, on both a (personal) moral level, and as someone who is reasonably well-versed…

They will turn out to be an educated contributor.

Because for all the bullshit about “I’m not anti-immigration, I’m anti-illegal immigration,” this is all really about skin color. I’m an immigration lawyer in the Midwest and at least a couple times a year, I have people ask me how I can help ruin America by bringing about the end of white majority.

I’m gonna bring all my family members and take yer white women.

What the hell is American culture? Have you traveled around the US? If you think Texas, California, New York, Louisiana, Utah, and Montana somehow share a singular culture you’re out of your mind.

My family lost ours, because my Italian great grandparents were terrified to “be Italian”. I regret it quite a bit, because I feel divorced from my heritage. But instead, they cast it aside to “be white”. The only thing they held fast to was Catholicism.

Granted that isn’t the case for all Italian families, but from…

I’m a white woman in my late twenties and I would tend to argue that “white culture” doesn’t really exist.

As a descendant of Italian and Irish immigrants, both wings of my family had to deal with the stigma of being the “other”. I won’t compare their experiences with those of African Americans at the time (who had it 100xs worse), but it’s a family folk tale that my grandfather stopped speaking Italian for life after a…

You seem to think that this is a new debate? It’s not. In fact, we’ve had waves of racist nationalism in our country’s history, and it’s always just a smokescreen of pearl-clutching over whether or not people can assimilate. Spoiler: they always do. And they do it with a lower crime rate and more contribution to the…

All immigrant groups in the US assimilate. They all bring a bit of their home country to this one, changing it just a bit, but they all assimilate. The older immigrant groups assimilated and the newer ones are assimilating—faster, even. I’m the son of two immigrants and I learned English from Mr. Rogers and Sesame…

i’m older than you ;)

Ha! Well, I am 34, so sadly my time dipping into the pool of naughtiness has long since past.

Between this and Mercy’s “My servants never die” line, I wonder who the sub is on the OW dev team.

Thanks for the input, and I appreciate your concern. As I’ve said this has never happened before or since (this was three or four years ago), and it was extremely short in duration, a second at most. I had no sense of any lack of awareness in any other area, no spacing out (or of any time loss or gap, as I expect…

What you described sounds like an episode of asomatognosia, which could be the symptom you retained of an embolism, mild stroke, or seizure you suffered while driving, as it is very disorienting. There may have been other symptoms that only someone in the car with you might have noticed that you can’t remember; you…

I’ve told this story before, but once when I was driving along I had one of the most completely strange disconcerting experiences. I moved my right hand to the shifter but as I did so I had some kind of mental disconnect where I didn’t recognize my arm as my own. I was alone in the car and as my arm moved into my…