You know who would offer up a kind word of encouragement to this sensible consumer?

He's like some sort of "holster".

"Sick burn."

"Lord then does or does not compare himself to Charlie Chaplin in The Great Dictator."

Basil!

Okay, but does he like the much-maligned 1994 - 1995 season, with a cast that included Michael McKean, Chris Elliott, Janeane Garofalo, Mark McKinney, and Laura Kightlinger, most of which were fully-formed people immune to Lorne Michael's weird mind games?

"I'm ashamed."

"Kent! This is God."

All good. Sometimes I'm a bit to dry for my own good, and I thought you had made a valid point. And it wasn't like I was furious at the other guy or anything.

It's amazing what you can get used to. That was a platitude; now it summarizes life for everyone. It means something powerful now. People can get used to terrible privation, to famine, to war, to vast and soulless discount stores. Some got used to prison; some got used to living alone on mountaintops. But now…

I've been looking for a way to unload my Gawker-scrip.

Yeah, if things completely collapse, there will be no zombies.

Agreed. My point (like yours) is that outrage is supposed to be for things of great moral significance, and there is usually something suspect about ferreting out an outrage target. Such as Kesha's pop-star costumes.

When people look for something to bitch about, I don't worry.

In no particular order:

You don't fuck with Bigfoot Bjornson.

Deal.

John DiMaggio's two Nerdist podcast appearances (one with Billy West) are well worth hearing.

Bite my splintery wooden ass.

He was actually much more skilled at being predatory, narcissistic, and irresponsible than Jerkass Homer.