Perhaps we can finally rename Legionnaire's Disease something fun, like Scout Trooper's Disease. Or, more esoterically, 501st Legionnaire's Disease.

Presumably a contraction of "Clone Hubert".

Is this markedly different from calling all facial tissue "Kleenex", or all adhesive medical strips "Band-Aids"? Generification, or the term I was taught "brand identity", is quite common.

I beg your pardon, sir. One can be a practical socialist and still dress well.

Probably because the game makes capitalism seem tedious as well as unfair and divisive.

I've always favored the top hat, myself.

The game is certainly anti-monopoly. One can only win by controlling all the money and property, while all others are unable to participate in the economy, being destitute or incarcerated.

He was "repatriated to Greece", eh? It would appear the Ministry of Magic is more amiable than, say, the British Museum.

Those are Cub Scouts, friend.

To be fair, none of your celebrities, as far as I know, are or were spies.

I'm surprised the publisher was able to describe the book without making cash register noises.

If he keeps getting suspended, I daresay… he shall not pass.

Let's just say I don't desire a truck.

This is a correct statement.

My favorite part of that ad is that it suggests that I, a man, should desire both a truck and a woman too stupid to recognize that two identical photographs of me are not photographs of two different people.

Upvoted because I also defend, and coerce people into watching, about six of the movies on your list.

The entire movie is justified and redeemed by Danny Aiello's character, returning from the dead, describing the series of incredibly unlikely events that lead to his survival. Bruce Willis muses for a moment, nods, then exclaims, "Yeah, that's probably what happened!"

Ironically perhaps, "in bed, terribly hung-over, unwilling to get up, and in need of some brainless trifle because my head hurts." is the usual condition of the Hon. C Mortdecai in the novels.

I find the books hilarious. Mortdecai and his manservant are a sort of sinister Jeeves and Wooster. The plots are labyrinthine and/or nonsensical, and most of the stories just sort of stop abruptly, but I read them more for the language employed and to spend time with the characters.

I've been pitching (to acquaintances) the idea of a Section 31 series for years. Star Trek meets La Femme Nikita. A gritty reboot that has to hide inside and work toward the idealist utopia. Main characters dying all the damned time. Plenty of room for different kinds of speculative fiction.