Of course. The '80s mini-series V was predicated on that premise.
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Ah, that special day of the year when we can comment on the site without having to pretend we're working.
Someone's doing the laboring.
Elba sings:
Don't sell yourself short. "SouthSideSam" sounds like you just might have the Goldilocks amount of street.
It is, I know. A friend and I were recently discussing the fact that we used to be angry it took so long to get VB, but now we realize that for a show that started 12 years ago how amazing is it that we are still excited about it? They've adhered the showbiz adage "Always leave them wanting more." Think of how many…
(Happy slide-whistle sound)
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And you better savor that shit because who knows when you'll get more.
That's just the quarter-centennial special. The season proper doesn't start till 2085.
Great Lazenby impression.
Not street enough.
The way I remember the story, the munchkin in question was old enough that I'd be surprised to hear that he survived into the 1970s. But the anecdote was in the context of describing what it was like for such a young girl to be on that set practically alone — laws requiring guardian supervision were still a ways off.…
It might have been the order in which I read them too. And by the time I got to GR I was very steeped in the post-war, post-modern American writing and my brain was practiced in deciphering it. I also found psy-ops WWII inherently more interesting than tennis boarding school.
I powered through Infinite Jest after I saw Wallace on Charlie Rose promoting it. I liked it, but had come directly from Gravity's Rainbow and was largely over that density for the density's sake style. Reading it was something of a grudge-match. Then I picked up A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again and…
Saw the screencap and hoped this was Young Jack McCall: The Coward Chronicles or even Something Very Expensive: The Many Loves of Francis Wolcot but it doesn't seem to be. I guess what I'm saying is I really miss Deadwood.
This person has never posted here before. Without knowing the site or its editorial tone, it's possible it was taken seriously. I just wanted to be nice and explain it without being confrontational.
Matt Tiabbi's most recent article had a great line to describe this. They are people "who don't know the difference between feeling sorry for themselves and actually being victims."