And Bret himself, who stated emphatically that he was not a fan of the band.

Are you referring to the game in 1988 in which the Yankees’ Billy Martin started pitcher Rick Rhoden as the DH?

Please let this happen.

Air traffic control are in charge. A pilot who defies ATC is putting other planes in danger.

Right. There are plenty of Americans who would refuse to pose for a picture with Trump.

Papa John is indeed a weasel.

The greatest Joker of them all was, and always shall be, Cesar Romero.

The only sensible way to fix the NCAA is to bypass the NCAA altogether. What we need is a minor league to which all the serious high school football players would go to instead of college.

Even without having read Gadsby, I can state definitively that the greatest work that avoids the letter estas is the song by the Canadian musical genius Andrew Huang.

Johnny Depp is a national treasure. And Mordecai was delightful.

Palmer used to be credited with a perfect game. But he, along with Harvey Haddix and Ernie Shore, was de-listed as a result of the 1991 changes to the definitions of a no-hitter and a perfect game. (Thanks, Andy Hawkins.)

Yes.

Seth MacFarlane is aggressively anti-racist, anti-sexist, and anti-homophobic.

The main thrust of his humour attacks the oppressors. Yet he does not deify the oppressed, and is thus unafraid to make jokes about them, as well.

MacFarlane is a comic genius who possesses an unwavering intellectual honesty.

Rick Camp lives.

A rhetorical flourish, that.

I haven’t seen them all. But I certainly agree that it’s a very good show. The conversations are interesting and entertaining, and often even enlightening.

The whole “urban sophisticate” rant was mostly designed to fire back at someone who had aggressively come at me for the crime of not liking one aspect of an overall good show. That guy showed his tendency to be “triggered” (to use the in-vogue term); so I hammered at his weakness, as any good rhetorician would do.

I made an offhand remark about the silliness of the car-related content in Seinfeld’s show — a show which, overall, I like. Then someone insulted me. At which point I (quite appropriately) responded in kind.

Pompous? Indubitably.

But never a jerk. My riposte was entirely in keeping with the tone set by my benighted…

Plenty of people watch Top Gear. And a gazillion people follow the Kardashians on Twitter. Morons and goofballs. (Though in traditional taxonomy, the Kardashian fans might be better classified as imbeciles.)

Instead of selling breakfast all day, they should sell french fries in the morning.