That suggests that young people possess a degree of foreign-policy-awareness that I haven’t otherwise seen demonstrated.
That suggests that young people possess a degree of foreign-policy-awareness that I haven’t otherwise seen demonstrated.
Also the current seventy-plus-year-period of enormous-war-less-ness is an incredible anomaly, historically. Humanity has never gone this long without an enormous, species enveloping war. We’re probably due.
I read an interesting thing several months ago (sorry, I can’t find it now) about how the general terribleness of the population leaves two viable paths: (1) illiberal democracy, where the majority oppresses the minority, and (2) undemocratic liberalism, where liberal protections are imposed against the will of the…
Actually, you can be more unique than someone else, because uniqueness indicates a difference from all others in one respect and a person can be different from all others in more than one respect. So Russell Westbrook’s uniqueness predicated on his being a different person than every other NBA player is equal to, say,…
You say that, but have you ever seen them in the same place at the same time? Yeah. That’s because Tao Porchon-Lynch=Freelee the Banana Girl (=Donald Rumsfeld=Miss Piggy=Huey Lewis=my dad=etc. The same-place/same-time identity theorem collapses the global population into a much more manageable few hundred thousand.)
Yep. “‘It’s not ladylike.’ So I started doing it.” What a boss.
You’re still ahead of me. I read the headline, saw the photo, and thought “how did Denise Richards get herself mixed up in this?” I apparently have severe election-despair-induced facial blindness.
Yeah, I can’t imagine it was true, but it’s a great story. Like Catherine the Great and the horse, which was apparently legend about the Babylonian Queen Semiramis which was subsequently revived, attributed to Catherine, and spread by salty Polish nobles living in exile in Paris. (Although Victoria leaving her table…
I thought it wasn’t an opposition totable legs but to EXPOSED table legs. Probably still apocryphal, but the story was that they put little skirts on the table’s “nether limbs” so that people wouldn’t go mad with whatever sexual mania seizes people who see pieces of wood that go by the same name as pieces of people.
Eel pies and tansy poisoning take the fun out of nostalgia real quick.
I think it might be an example of really great writing. It’s a made-up made-up name. (I.e., a writer thought, what’s a good name that will communicate to the audience that it was made up by a writer?)
Also, “Clementine Pennyfeather” is such a tremendous made up name. I hope they give us the rest of the hosts last names and that they’re all equally wonderful and ridiculous.
It’s still a tip off, though. People who wear glasses aren’t really human. At best, they’re cyborgs. (Spoken as an extremely nearsighted cyborg.)
Slightly off topic, but whenever I see a dog pooping it looks up with that expression, I imagine it asking “is this what you like?” and it makes me both laugh and then immediately feel uncomfortable. Back on topic: my poops have been crazy, but I’ve been stress eating, so it’s probably a function of shit in, shit out.
I can’t put my finger on it, but there’s something about this guy that reminds me of Jude Law’s sexbot in AI.
Although I like the idea of them replacing Nick Jonas in his own video because they were able to book someone more famous.
Yeah, describing people as being a particular celebrity’s “type” isn’t terribly helpful. (“Looking for women that would remind Paul Giamatti of his college girlfriend, but in a pleasantly melancholic way (because of how that relationship started), not a bitter way (because of how it ended). Some nudity required.”)
Wait, are we still talking about Hamilton? Because I’d LIKELY agree that “gives Nick Jonas a boner” is an inappropriate casting parameter for Hamilton, but on the other hand, I have a great deal of faith in Lin Manuel-Miranda’s decision-making, so I’m tempted to give him the benefit of the doubt that the show would be…
Babbitt’s death made me really sad. But, then, she sort of also left me with the means of reconciling myself to it. Good work, Natalie. And RIP
Although he will probably be spared the hectoring about natural birth. So there’s still work to be done on the equality front.