The AV Club

The people in my youth who got on my nerves the most, who I most disliked or even despised, and so to whom I was cruelest, were invariably people who were like me in some uncomfortably relevant respect—sensitive, or socially awkward, or anxious, etc.

I hope all is well, and have a "2015 fucking sucks, and it can't be over fast enough" upvote for good measure.

He's just trying to get a rise out of you.

That's good to know. I would like to get back to it at some point, though now I probably need to start from the beginning.

Well, to draw a fine distinction, that could mean that everyone who stuck with it loved it, or that only the people who loved it stuck with it. The latter especially is perfectly consistent with it being a polarizing show.

For the sake of my sanity, I'm not going to google what those albums could possibly be, but I assume they're terrible.

Holy shit. This is what Cleopatra's become?

I've just given up on keeping abreast of new fiction. I figure anything really good will find a way to stand out from the chaff over the next few years, and it's not like I don't have an obscenely large backlog of books to read as it is.

Does porn count?

reviewed by someone who thinks doing even a basic fact-check is overrated

I was 28 at the time, and I thought the references were pitched straight at my age-group—I wasn't a fan and didn't know anyone who was, but I certainly remember seeing them every time I turned on MTV for a year or two.

The show's been making liberal use of existentialist references, so I'd say it's a safe bet. I'd bet my house* that Hawley had a copy of Kaufmann's "Existentialism from Dostoevsky to Sartre" lying around when he was working on this season.

#NeverApologize

It's a very particular niche, but don't ever settle, my friend.

How could you tell?

That cover is in and of itself an abomination, but the decision to use it for the trailer is a special kind of evil.

Rumsfeld is a terrible person who deserves a smashed face, but I have to admit that I'll always have a soft-spot for the "known unknowns/unknown unknowns" thing.

Yeah. I get the sentiment, and I've indulged in it myself, but real talk: it ain't never gonna happen.

Tommen: "Mother, how do I date Natalie Dormer?"