From what I understand, "unlikeable" wasn't specified—it's just sort of worked out that way.
(Although Natasha Rothwell's is absolutely adorable. Spoilers for tomorrow's review there.)

In case anyone's interested in my old, sad bastard taste, here's the even more archaic 8Tracks version!
http://8tracks.com/videopor…

I dig it. Gonna get on to the next deadline now, but I appreciate the conversation. All the best.

It's a strange thing that we (and others) still feel so strongly about this show a quarter-century on, and in the face of the incessant, utterly dull chorus of "not as good as it used to be." This is one of the best shows ever on television. It's easily one of the most formative things—not just TV shows—in my sense of…

I get what you're saying. And of course people can contain multitudes of contradictions and base their behavior on any number of cultural factors that hew to stereotypical conceptions of men and women. But here it rang cheap and lazy—the payoff with the adult Lisa being still soothed by what she knows is (literally)…

It's more that Homer was mouthpiece for the writer's (or writers') lazy "evening at the Improv" "men are like this, women are like this" jokes.

That's what bothered me most. Anyway, thanks for reading.

I dunno, there have been a few genuinely good episodes this season that I'd line up in a classic season without much hesitation. My position is that there's nothing stopping this series from being, yes, genuinely good again. That's the standard I judge it by.

If I may, I get more offended by lazy comedy, especially on a show I admire, than I do almost anything else. That's what I was getting at.

Interesting idea. (And, sure, I like getting paid to write about The Simpsons.) Screw it, I'm sold! Let the reader campaign begin!

Me, too.

Easily the best lip-synching performance I've ever seen, especially since it's so tied into the character.

Also great. I wasn't aware there's been a vote. Apologies.

The Mayor Of Simpleton, but you're on the right track.

That's the nicest thing anyone's said to me all day.

It's called "old, sad bastard music," so draw your own conclusions.

Like, early 90s. 90-91, essentially.

Oh, you should hear my "all 90s college radio" station, mister.

Hello… Jerry.

Morning, Rocky.