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I didn’t know Paths of Glory was based on a real incident, though I guess it’s (depressingly) unsurprising. WWI: worse than anything Kubrick could imagine.

Can’t tell if you’re joking. The fighting around the trenches of the Western front were quite different than what happened at Gallipoli.

I wouldn’t know, I’ve never been in one. Read a lot of books and seen a lot of movies, sure.

This is true, but it wasn’t just the British! When Italian regimentals would complain about their commanders sending thousands of men on foot against unbroken barbed wire and machine gun nests, they were told they were being defeatist, that the slaughter was therapeutic and would strengthen the army overall. Their

This whole thing makes me meloncholy.

Actually, they could get shot on accident and it would still be legal. ‘Merica!

I whisk eggs in a bowl with half and half and soy sauce (sometimes fish sauce), fry some scallions in butter, add the egg mix and cook, then put on toast with some or all or none of the following: avocado, a little white cheddar, a little hot sauce. A solid breakfast for an amateur.

I had those naive kind of “both sides are the same, man” opinions in college, without really understanding either side at all. Then I had a friend who loved Ayn Rand convince me to read Atlas Shrugged, which he worshipped. I liked his taste in music so I bought it and read it, fully expecting to love it like he did.

I suppose it is true that great suffering can produce great art.

Huh? You’re not even good at being an asshole.

I try to be a nice person but honestly if I’m only a jerk 8 out of 250 days that’s not bad. Maybe some of those 8 were just having bad days. (Celebrities: they’re better than us!)

In fairness is there any media of any kind in this universe? It seems to me that all news travels via word-of-mouth.

Nancy Cartwright (Bart Simpson)

They serve decent mulled wine out of boot-shaped mugs at the Christkindl Market in Chicago every December. Makes it worth the crowds.

My wife started adding a little Benedictine to our hot tea toddies (and then skipping the lemon)— I cannot recommend this highly enough. 

Two episodes in and I’m hoping Geralt feeds the Bard to a monster and goes back to talking to his horse.

I didn’t think the rabid fan base was in the first episode. 

Straddle it, facing backwards, wrists resting on toilet back, holding phone.

Who does this guy think he is, Joe Biden?

Depends. You white bro?