I freaked out for about a minute and a half because I thought there was something terribly wrong with that tiny, tiny baby.

Well, he was one of the Catholics on SCOTUS, and every single current Catholic on the court has shown themselves to be a malignantly evil piece of human shit, so I wouldn’t be surprised that he engaged in that kind of corruption. I think the capper, for me, was when Alito said same-sex marriage shouldn’t be legal…

I want to say this without sounding like an insane pedophile, but I’m not sure that‘s possible.

He was really good in The Exorcist! Which was also a great show in general, but I understand why they cancelled it.

This is pretty standard for the human shit that call themselves “conservative women.” They shit on feminists, but parasitically demand the benefits feminists have created.

Ditko was so gifted. I’m sad that he ended up self-isolating with his ideas. But it did give us this utterly bonkers take on him from the sentient beard that pulls Alan Moore’s strings:

No, he’s really a Roman Catholic.

I don’t have a big issue with casting a cis woman in the part. I think there’s a genuine question as to how Gill might identify today, given the changes in the way we talk about gender. But come on.

I found the most recent two movies (Curse of Chucky and Cult of Chucky) sort of oddly hypnotic, because of Fiona Dourif, Brad’s daughter. She . . . she really looks like him, but somehow manages to not be as weird-looking as that sounds. And then, of course, in Cult, she’s apparently re-enacting her father’s role in Cu…

I know what FTM means. I know the Vatican’s position is anti-trans. I know the current “cuddly” pope has condemned technologies that help trans people. Do you? Do you give a shit, or do you have enough privilege to escape the fate of most trans folks in majority-Catholic countries like Brazil and the Phillippines?…

Dreher is a Catholic.

When I first got my PhD, I put “Dr.” on everything for a month straight BECAUSE I COULD. It was awesome.

I just had a game-breaking bug near the very end of Detroit, when I was trying to get Kara, Alice, and Luther on a bus to Canada. I don’t think it’ll spoil too much. It’s a big crowd scene, and I/Kara was wandering around trying to figure out what to do, and pushed my way into an empty spot in the crowd. Alice…

I was under the impression that Chuck E Cheese was the epitome of whiteness, though I haven’t been to one since my age was in the single digits and it was Showbiz Pizza. Mostly because I don’t have kids.

The first thing I saw Stephen Macht in was Zork: Nemesis, the CD-ROM Zork game that made no damn sense. I was absolutely blown away to discover that he’d been in a real movie. AGGRESSIVELY BITING FRUIT.

Idle’s always been the guy who (a) did most of the music who wasn’t Neil Innes, and (b) been totally down for using the Monty Python copyright for anything under the sun.

But in Pet Sematary, he was a big ol rambling guy with a shit accent! That’s like half the folks I knew growing up.

GRAVEYAHHHHD SHIFT!

I am (probably unreasonably) offended on Fred Gwynne’s behalf that you describe him as “creepy” rather than “adorable.” But yes, his Maine-ish accent is rivaled only by Stephen Macht’s bonkers performance in Graveyard Shift.