eustachedauger
Eustache Dauger
eustachedauger

So was I. It isn’t stupidity. It’s willful ignorance. Same with the earlier comment referring to them as a ‘population’. DJ is trying to equate them to a protected class in order to vilify anyone who speaks against them.

Because you can’t talk about ‘Blue Lives’ unless you pretend cops are, somehow, born that way. You have to treat them like a race if you’re going to pretend they’re the real victims.

And? Prejudice isn’t automatically bad. I’m prejudiced against a lot of things. Nazis. Child molesters. Rapists. Not everything has to be taken on a case-by-case basis. Some things are perfectly reasonable to pre-judge. Law enforcement has gone a long way out of their way to fall into that category. If they want

‘Being a police officer’ is a choice. Therefore, ‘showing up as police officers’ is a choice.

Law enforcement is not a population. It’s a profession. And a disreputable one, at that.

That’s why it’s doctored. They shopped this one in so they could talk about diversity.

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Sometimes visible boom mics are integral to the plot. Especially in Troma films.

There’s an asshole on everyone’s six.

He doesn’t have any mirrors. Mirrors upset him. His staff has replaced all mirrors with framed (and highly shopped) photos of him from 30 years ago. So far, he’s buying it.

I wonder if he even realizes that his statement casts capitalism as the opposite of humanity.

Why are bad reviews so much more entertaining to read than good ones?

Flambeed.

More old-timey? Licorice pipes.

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You’re a fucking Randy. Nobody likes a Randy.

Cheese is a daytime snack. After midnight is the time for unheated cans of corn.

Portion control has no place after midnight.

Portion control has no place after midnight.

...but the love interest of a C-B list (at the time) Marvel character was never, ever going to be a meaty enough of a role for an Academy Award winning actress.

I once knew a cat that was raised among dogs that enjoyed swimming and rolling in mud puddles, but never groomed itself. In fairness, there’s a better-than-average chance the filthy little thing was brain damaged.