Reminds me of how Engels once explained that Marx, contemptuous of how others whose views he loathed had started referring to themselves as Marxists, declared to Engels “[C]e qu’il y a de certain c’est que moi, je ne suis pas marxiste” (“what is certain is that [if they are Marxists], [then] I myself am not a…

The thought of Elon Musk or any other elite crony leading the oppressed working class to liberation when they’ve profited off of their exploited labor to get where they are is laughable at least, and concerning at most.

There’s some built-in irony to Schimkowitz getting shit for something of which he very well might not have had any first-hand knowledge. Kind of like the irony at work when people who work for Jim Spanfeller keep writing bizarre takes to try to dunk on others for their own past associations with shitheels:

As a great admirer of the Smiths and his early solo work, I take no pleasure in saying that yes, Morrissey has demonstrated time and again that he is a racist prick and he deserves to be shunned. Unlike Ellie Kemper, you hacks.

Wearing a pair of sunglasses perhaps meant to spare viewers he sight of his left eye that, as he previously said—and describes in greater, grosser detail—has a habit of just popping out of its socket sometimes...

There's nobody home.

This is great news. Time to get Girl Drink Drunk to celebrate!

MODOK has been a bit of a meme character for awhile. He was featured in a number of Marvel animated series in the 1990s and aughts, so a lot of viewers grew up with him.

It’s hilarious, but it’s also catchy as hell.

Which means Leno will be replacing him in two years.

Now I want a Lynch-directed video for "Hurdy Gurdy Man". 

The anthology that I use to teach Composition includes bell hooks’s essay “Straightening Our Hair”, which I always assign, along with a clip from the Chris Rock-narrated documentary Good Hair. This episode will be a welcome addition when those assignments come around again.

Lots of great choices already mentioned. I haven’t seen Strange Planet yet, though, and I think that it deserves a nomination.

I still say it was Zeke.

This one hurts. I know it wasn’t unexpected given her age, but I’ve really loved her in everything I have ever seen her in. I also think that I’ve used “Don’t shit where you eat” a few times a year ever since I first watched Moonstruck decades ago. I know it’s an old saying, but I’ll never not hear her voice whenever…

The film stands in direct contrast to Martin Scorsese’s own depiction of these relationships in The Irishman, in which Peggy Sheeran (Anna Pacquin) is so disturbed by her father’s (Rober DeNiro) smooth face and lumbering, elderly movements, she refuses to utter a word to the man.

It gets even worse. As folks on social media pointed out the night of the Oscars and like fellow AVC commentariate member Bull Shannon talks about up thread, the artist licensed the image from someone else for fifty bucks, then did minimal alterations before passing it off as some kind of stirring original tribute.

I’ve actually always liked Jack Black pretty well, going back to his recurring roles on Mr. Show. The “Jeepers Creepers” sketch has stayed with me for the better part of two decades:

Black’s father was also a satellite engineer. His mother also worked on the Hubble Telescope alongside the father of former U.S. Poet Laureate Tracy K. Smith.