That Suarez is a vicious SOB.

I went to a school with no athletic scholarships and, not coincidentally, no football team. We had plenty of student athletes, who were bona fide amateurs. Some of them were pretty good — a national Frisbee champion, ranked croquet and squash teams, and (by the time I left) a decent fencing program. Obviously,…

He probably couldn't meet the clinical criteria, but I think you may be making him sound a little less psychologically troubled than Doyle hints at.

The French did just that, in 1066. And although the impact on English culture was vast, it's pretty easy to discern a continuous sense of English national identity.

I loved that game. Played it all the way through, slowly, in grad school. There was just one problem: I'm tone deaf. Can't match pitch on a bet.

As a dad who is soon to take the plunge and buy a gaming platform to share with his first-grader, I'm grateful for this. I hope there's a guy like you at my local gaming shop.

I hear you. I am a member of the clergy, and — like so many of us — am fascinated by science. My seminary classmates included, among many others, a couple of chemists and a rocket scientist.

Yup. If this story proves to be true (and I'm betting it does), we can assume Weiner is a sexual compulsive of some sort. Since his compulsion has already cost him his job and apparently endangered his marriage, it's fair to call it "dangerous."

As a man who spends a fair amount of time reading in airports, I can more or less guarantee that, no matter what a guy is reading, he'll put it down in heartbeat if you'd prefer a ... dalliance. Also, if he's not reading, same deal.

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IAs somebody who performs weddings pretty routinely — that avatar's a real headshot, yes, I am a cartoon — I see this sort of craziness once in a while. Fortunately, only once in a while. People, typically women but not by any means always the brides themselves, get some mental image of "a perfect wedding," and then…

Wow, redesign is right. I could barely recognize Superman.

But seriously, these are cool, and as far as I'm concerned, almost any change improves Wonder Woman's costume, especially the high-cut-shorts version.

I hate Chuggington as much as the next dad, arguably more. But for the record, I'm not sure that dubbing the British voiceovers with American ones qualifies as "dumbing down." The (despicable and derivative) content doesn't change, just the accents. I suppose you can argue that, this way, kids are spared the mental…

Well, except LBJ. And Lincoln. And Columbia professor Joel Spingarn, who helped create the NAACP. And newspaper editor Ralph McGill, called "enemy number one" by the KKK. And the Freedom Riders, including the ones who got shot for it.

Parenthetically, don't knock those old pencil sharpeners. There were a lot of substandard knockoffs, but the best of them did a fine, fast job, lasted forever, and (obviously) required no electricity at all. Great piece of design.

They barely existed, and the ones that did were the size of a shoebox. I lived in New York, and I don't remember ever seeing anybody speak on a cell phone until well after Die Hard, except in movies.

Not so fast. What's missing here is the impact on a workaholic's family life. Yes, throwing yourself into work, body and soul, 24/7 is indeed a route to success and, if you enjoy your work, to a great deal of personal fulfillment. But, although the spouse and kids may be well provided for financially (assuming…

I've been married 17+ years to a woman I love madly. After all this time, we do still, sometimes, make each other sandwiches. And, despite some tough stretches, I happily recommend marriage to friends, people contemplating a wedding, or strangers on the subway. But always with a lot of qualifiers, on the order of…

Batman. Also, Galactus v. Batman? Same result.