May the universe continue to bless you, Some Guy Named Paul.

I took time out from saying “GODDAMMIT (insert multiple names of entertainment industry guys whose work I kind of respected, but turns out I didn’t know at all)!” to watch the new Steven Universe episodes on the Cartoon Network app.

Probably the place to mention that it’s a little bit over the one year anniversary of multiple EEOC sexual harassment complaints being filed against McDonald’s managers in various parts of the country.

Are we counting politics as an industry? Because Roy “Ten Commandments and Teenage Girls” Moore is another one pushing my buttons this week.

I call this one SWEATING TO THE OLDIES.

Arguably protesting a corporation that penalizes a free press is a different type of politics than (a historical example off the top of my head) the wins the critics groups gave to Terry Gilliam’s Brazil to try and get it released

Oh yeah, that one. Stipe hung onto that microphone like he was in a wind tunnel about to be blown away.

We never asked these questions about Cesar Romero’s Joker. Then again, he never had a goatee.

Well, there’s another way to go about it. I went in expecting this to be a wrongheaded disaster, and from inside of that frame of mind it was a modest success that I kinda got a kick out of.

Laugh-In in a cornfield. It’s a pitch you could write down on a gum wrapper, and they probably did.

It feels like the timing is a little late, considering the It hype came and went a while ago and Conway’s been hidden deep in a bunker somewhere for quite some time.

Now that we’ve seen what he can do, calling up Anthony Atamanuik for Trump duty on SNL would’ve been an odd bargain. Sure, he would’ve gotten bigger exposure, but The President Show is so majestically ferocious at times that I can’t picture him in the type of SNL cold open that Baldwin keeps getting any more than I…

As far as managing my level of investment, this is where I’m at on this particular story: The only part of the the Great Szechuan Sauce War that bummed me out for missing it was when I heard about the woman who traded a pack of the sauce for a car. The dark side called to me, but only for a moment.

As much as I love being a fan of things, does being part of a fandom always damage your frontal lobes like this?

Some people are absolutely sick of Mahal, but I’m still Jinder neutral.

Hate to tell you this, but Pence backs a lot of the same toxic policies as Trump, but is boring enough as a media presence that he might actually get away with it.

Oh wow, just like he got health insurance and life insurance mixed up, he doesn’t know the difference between the equal time rule, the thing that only applies to candidates during elections, and the Fairness Doctrine, which hasn’t existed in 30 years.

I keep telling myself “It’s not showing off if you know how,” but come on, there’s limits to these things.

For maximum pain, my follow-up question would be “Northern hemisphere winter or southern hemisphere?” See you in July!

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