In the end, her argument will boil down to “Well at least I was having teh heterosex and bringing moar christian fightin’ folk into this evil evil obamaworld! a$$hole$!”
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Nobody’s shaming her for getting pregnant.
Disclosure is Crichton’s women-do-it whinge; State of Fear is his climate change denial.
That, and the fact that he wasn’t quite as intelligent as he wanted us to think. I’m old enough to remember the original version of The Terminal Man, which deliberately conflated epileptic seizures with violent murder sprees (subsequent editions changed the main character’s “condition” to a unique one only similar to…
Yeah, maybe I missed a title but the last time I remember seeing the names “Frank Marshall” and “Michael Crichton” together, it was the shitacular Congo.
Star Wars names are so insane. Still waiting for a Ruud Noodie, Abs Blastaar, Fudj Pockett, or Labeea Mage Ora though.
Oh, hey, Hal finally got around to watching The Matrix while in high school?
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA OHHHHHH JESUS WHAT
“Going to places that are so out there” could mean physically, such as the Avengers being transported into space to fight Thanos
Haven’t seen it yet, but San Francisco BART is plastered with...some...of the characters. Joy squeals “Woo hoo! Welcome aboard!,” Anger snarls “Seats are for butts, not feet!,” and Disgust sneers “Hellooo? Personal space!” No sign of Sadness (“I’m going to lose my job for being late again.”) or Fear (“Jesus Christ!!…
Everything you wrote is true, but Rush and Ann and all the other peddlers of eliminationist rhetoric, great and small, will gasp and whine, “How dare you impugn our reputations falsely! We never actually told this individual to commit this specific act! (*smirking*) ...Besides, we suspect he’s a Black Flag operation…
Strangely enough, Captain Super Genius there seems to have gone silent.
Well thank you for making an argument unrelated to my comment. (cough)
Irrelevant. Even those of us who enjoy/enjoyed it can still mock its inaccuracies.
We’re no different than any other over-the-top fandom; there are good people, and there are trolls, creeps, snobs, haters, etc. We just get more movies and psychological surveys than usual.
Against the advice of his friends, he publicly acknowledged his, uh, “crime,” demonstrated that he knew WHY it was wrong, made no excuses for it, and issued a heartfelt apology.
If you’re My Little Pony-tolerant, you need to read Egophiliac’s Slice of Life. It’s been finished for about a year now, but remains an absolute delight to re-read. It’s about the Cakes and their two kids, eight years after current events in the series. (Also, I’m pretty sure it’s the source of both the title and Bon…