I disagree on both counts. He showed more love towards his oil wells than he ever did to his child. And I do not believe he ever cared for making Little Boston prosperous. I don't think he set out to destroy it, either, I just don't think he cared, and nothing in the movie showed he cared about any person other than…

The lack of negative consequences, to me, is what makes the film so effective. Jordan is worse than the gangsters in GoodFellas, yet at the end of the film, he's still rich and he's worshiped on the Get Rich Quick speaker's racket. Meanwhile, the "good guy", who doggedly pursued Jordan and took him down for his…

He didn't "descend into utter depravity". He starts there. I will never understand the love for There Will Be Blood, as I never felt like there was a character arc. He starts as pretty much pure evil, and ends as pure evil. Furthermore, no other character in the film presents a true major challenge to him. The defeat…

I will further blaspheme and say that Goon is even better, any funnier, than Slap Shot.

The Zutons? Still better than Zwan.

I love Titus, but the Monitor didn't come out until 2010. That means their only contribution to the '00s is Airing of Grievances. Great album, but probably not enough to justify a spot on the list. Hell, I'd go with the Thermals.

It's how you can tell there are no staff members living below the Mason-Dixon Line. Really, the run of albums from Southern Rock Opera to Brighter Than Creation's Dark might be the best of any band of the decade. I'd be tempted to put four of the five in my personal top 20 records of the decade.

Just checked. Your subjective opinion is absolutely correct.

Maybe the tiny cock is just an optical illusion caused by the huge pussy.

I'm with you. Great band, and they were a blast live.

That's got to be Earl "The Goat" Manigault. He could dunk twice in the same jump, without hanging on the rim. He also was a heroin addict, so he never made the NBA or even went to college.

I have a habit of leaving all festival shows early just because the headliner, even if I like them, almost always disappoints. The crowd nearly trebles in size from all the people who show up late, and you end up seeing Beck from an incredibly packed lawn nearly half a mile away. It's like a little speck on stage with…

This was my exact example, too. Layne Staley ended their set by saying this was their last song in case anyone gives a fuck. No one did. They were roundly ignored off staged.

Forget monarchy, he stopped a military coup right in its tracks through his oratory and force of will. Had Washington wanted to, he could have led the former soldiers of the Revolutionary Army right across the Eastern US and installed himself as Supreme Dictator for Life, which is, honestly, how most revolutions end.

The Lexington Triad frats just miss the antebellum cutoff, being founded in 1865 Virginia at the schools Washington & Lee and VMI. You can pretty much guess the political sympathies of the founders of Sigma Nu, Alpha Tau Omega, and Kappa Alpha.

So, on college campuses there are organizations into which racist, sexist, entitled assholes self-segregate? Then, they helpfully wear a t-shirt emblazoned with the organization as a warning to everyone that they are statistically more likely to get drunk, violent, or even rape someone?

Other bands dream of having a "sell out" album with stretches of songs as good as Bury Me With It, Dance Hall, and Bukowski as well as closing with Black Cadillacs, One Chance, and Good Times are Killing Me.

As an LSU alum, I started praying they didn't have any footage of the homophobic chants from 1992 as soon as the doc brought up the rumors of his homosexuality. Ugh. There it was, my school starring in the supporting role as the bigoted idiots. Just embarrassing. (not that Duke was above racist chants against Shaq the…

Because "sports hate" is fun. It's not real, actual hate, it's just entertaining blowing off of steam. If you actually met an athlete you say you hated, you'd probably be thrilled, and he would take it as a compliment that you hated him so much. Only good players are usually worth hating.

I took my wife, who is not a punk fan, to see them a few years back. She complained that they only knew three chords. To which I replied, "Yeah, the three good ones."