There actually was a short-lived Facebook for conservatives, called ReaganBook. I always remember it because of this article - http://www.theverge.com/201… - which contains possibly my favourite passage ever written in anything ever:

*gasps* B-but that means he would have unlimited power over cod fisheries!

Merrily We Roll Along would be completely workable on screen. Not sure it would be a blockbuster, but you could definitely make a completely satisfying film of it.

One of the weird things about Man of Steel that people don't talk about is that it actually sets up the perfect ending. There's a really visceral scene early on of Superman struggling to cope with the effects of Earth's sun, and it takes him some time to master it. When Zod steps out of his spaceship, he's briefly…

Man, this new Joan Osborne album gets dark.

(Actually, 'Cherry Lips' was the Garbage song about JT LeRoy, but that's a pretty good summary of the utter weirdness of it all nonetheless)

Boy A is brilliant.

"After what he did to Diego Maradona, too!"

The look of a man who realised the extent of what he was doing about three seconds before walking on stage.

That could be a lot of fun. I liked the Friday Night Fights segment where he kept earnestly asking Jessica Williams if he could be a dope queen for similar reasons.

You'd be rooting for him to remain a misanthrope if that was his motivation.

It's real! Part of Bart's weird affection for old-fashioned British culture: https://en.wikipedia.org/wi…

I dissent slightly: I think Derek is the work of someone who's desperate to be seen as a softy, but can't make it work. For all the show talks about kindness, it can't work out a way to dramatise that other than to create a series of one-off characters who hate kindness and berate them for it.

I was skimming the Wikipedia plot synopsis, thinking "Well, this sounds derivative but basically workable, I don't see why people are so…" and then you get to it.

There was such a bizarre one in Britain in 1977:

What kind of depraved monster would find sexual undertones in the work of William Moulton Marston?

I'm pretty sure that I've got a fin

The more I see of Josh Trank and Max Landis, the more convinced I am that Chronicle must have been the douchiest, broiest set in recent Hollywood history.

Hell, Cronenbergian body horror would work like a champ in Fox's other comic-book property. It's a mystery to me why they didn't shuffle Trank off onto an X-Men movie once they worked out what his deal was.

Is it "arrogant" to be certain on issues you've spent your lives studying? Is it more or less arrogant than, say, dismissing the world's climate scientists based on an argument from incredulity?