Was wondering that myself. The first time I saw Craig Zobel’s name in the credits, I had to double check Peters’ character name. 

It doesn’t matter to me what pronouns someone wants me to use, I’ll use them. No skin off my ass. I’m just trying to understand better, because I find the contradiction hard to relate to. Don’t attribute nonexistent pearl-clutching to me.

With all due respect, your sarcasm recognition skills are somewhat lacking.

Their kid was the problem. They should have had IT euthanized. 

He also played the crass, craven, sycophantic, idiotic 2nd-in-command of the Vigils Catholic school secret society in The Chocolate War, a great movie that nobody saw.

Yeah, I get that I’m old and out of touch, but I have a hard time wrapping my head around people who present like an extreme caricature of their biological sex, but want to be called either by the opposite sex, or “they/their”. And I realize that gender is a social construct, and that there is a spectrum of identity,…

Oh, honey. Just wait til you’re in your sixties, when this will become an almost-daily occurrence. The only good thing is, once you recall the correct word/name, it sticks with you. But then you forget another one. 

I’m more shocked that SNL did a sketch that’s actually funny than anything else. 

Hollywood has never insisted on realistic age differences between generations. Ann Bancroft as Mrs. Robinson was only six years older than Dustin Hoffman when they made The Graduate. 

They did, actually, but there are two ads between the photos and the descriptions. I’ve found that to be the case with many of the sections here, and it’s annoying and distracting. It can’t be that difficult to arrange the placement of ads so they don’t break up the content in this way. 

All things considered, it’s an interesting coincidence that she’s wearing John Lennon glasses

Yes, it was probably natural and normal for them to do so AT THAT TIME, and then their opinions evolved over time, and they moved on, as one does, and probably didn’t think about fairly trivial (at that time) things they wrote a long time ago that don’t have much to do with what they think now. I would give most…

Ohmygod, EVERY FUCKING WEEK with the fat shaming from that guy. I wish he’d get over it. It is not helpful. 

No mention of the industrial bucket on the counter full of pickled cabbage, that you could pile on your poison of choice with the accompanying unsanitary metal tongs, so you could round out your meal with healthy vegetables?

Because he sounds like a stubborn, close-minded, immature, superficial  bonehead.

Why on earth would you assume she isn’t taking care of herself? Plenty of fat people take good care of themselves, have healthy eating habits, exercise, and so on. There’s even a good chance that her previous eating disorder permanently messed up her metabolism, so she might never be able to get thinner. You don’t…

I don’t disagree about the irritating pedantry part, but my Arabic friend got plenty irritated when I called the thing I made “Black Bean Hummus”. He glared at me and said, “IT’S BLACK BEAN DIP.”

The ingredients are not expensive; I usually make half this amount, and the cost is that of a can of garbanzos, a lemon and a fraction of a jar of tahini, and you undoubtedly already have the garlic and other spices. It makes up a decent sized bowl of the stuff, and for about $3, is a lot better than storebought. If…

Seconding the immersion blender suggestion. It’s perfectly fine and so much easier to clean up. 

I was told that “hummus” is the Arabic word for “chickpeas”, so, no chickpeas, no hummus. I don’t know what they call bean dips made from other kinds of beans.