See my comment above.  The Great Pyramids were most likely not built by slaves, but rather paid laborers who were actually treated fairly decently.

Except, most of those Greco-Roman structures probably weren’t built by slave labor, at least not predominantly. These societies generally used slave labor for menial tasks, like agriculture or domestic service. Construction labor, then as now, required a fair amount of skill that would not have been taught to slaves.

And it’s telling that they’re the structures associated with melanated people.

Put this in the same category as the person who told Bryce Dallas Howard she needed to lose weight.

As an East Coaster who occasionally visits California, I can say I too prefer Whataburger or even Jack in the Box. I didn’t dislike In-N-Out, I just don’t understand the devotion.  They seem pretty standard.

Impossible to read this comment without a mental image of Ray Liotta picking up his morning paper in a bathrobe.

Sounds like someone in the studio had tickets.

“How should I know who he is, that was before I was born!” says the representatives of the Millenial, Gen Z’er and beyond generations. If only there was some way one could conduct such research...

Even though I love Nordic Noir, the Millennium series is one of my least favorites, simply because Mikael Blomkvist is one of the most boring protagonists. He’s basically an author self-insertion Mary Sue, and has little of the internal conflicts that usually drive the genre.

Oddly enough, that’s exactly what my older brother did with his Hugo.

I’m pretty sure he and  his Pennsylvanians also contributed some music to one of those Disney package films of the 1940s.  

I think I might need to watch Attachment only to see Sofie Grabol on screen again.

Even better, Thomas the Tank Engine in Resident Evil:

I’m really surprised nobody ever incorporated this Hugo into a horror movie:

Same with Marty and Jan. We really don’t know too much about their background. We at least see that Marty manages to avoid being seduced (and possibly drugged) by a creepy older TV presenter.

Interesting that in the original musical, the whole school was basically working class Polish/Italian in Chicago. The Pink Ladies would not have stood out as being of particularly low economic status...

I haven’t heard that name since... well, the 90s.

The food at a Michelin-starred restaurants now generally doesn’t fit the usual French stereotypes either. The relationship of the food to “traditional French” is similar to that of modern English to Old English. It represents an evolution from the original, but today bares little superficial resemblance.

Plus, many of these Michelin-starred restaurants have surprisingly short life spans. The superstar chef who runs the place usually either gets bored and wants to try something new, or burns out under the stress and either closes the place or sells it to someone who keeps it going for awhile based on the name, but…

That’s not really what they do at these types of restaurants.