Or get your OCD treated effectively

Still, pick another fucking career...ya buys your ticket, you takes the ride

Boo fucking hoo, find another job that doesn’t require press junkets

Y’all should probably talk to Caity about this

The punk couple left me in tears...perfect late 80's...earnest to a very sharp point...

As I chime in, I’m sure this has been said many times already (I just read this) fuck Piers Morgan and fuck James Woods and double so for the other guy who has nightmares about pink haired feminists. 

Ada Palmer’s Terra Ignota stuff is worthwhile, despite the fact that it gets bogged down in the Enlightenment novel trope and requires pretty close reading to figure out some of what’s going on (along with a huge cast). The ideas explored are worth the effort and the bones of the story are fun if you can manage all…

Fuck the god botherers, righteous pencil pushers in service of ...allah, jehovah, yahweh....all of them...tiny men with big books...

Twee fucking jackwagon....lets talk deuteronomy or Kings II and Elisha and square that with your hipster bullshit....c’mon polyester blends are a stoning offense, let alone shellfish, or bacon....give me a fucking break....

Having been “knee deep in the hoopla,” personally, in the 80's as an adolescent, I can tell you, the cool kids weren’t having it. I can see resisting the cliche “worst song” trope, but really why not champion “Safety Dance” or “Saved by Zero” Better songs fewer malaprops. The commercial instinct that led to Starship…

Elisha was a sensitive bald prick. Way to use the power of the Lord, douchebag.

Beyond afro-futurism and parsing of the genre, her fiction just kicks ass. They are ripping good stories.

Zinke: Shit Vassal to the Crown

Unfortunately there were his ads for Flit! A pesticide.

Baman and Piderman. Nuff Said.

Looks like they stretched and bent her neck to get her full forehead in the shot. Likely they wanted to make sure her tuchas wasn’t obscured by the title below. Seems like they could’ve just re-framed the poster/resized the text a bit and come up with something that despite giving us an over the shoulder breast/butt…

Don’t forget Ted Nugent! Let him pack all the jerky he can eat as he plummets into the sun!

I believe Vonnegut touches on this premise in Slapstick, having the Chinese do this very thing.

Yep, sundowning. The neurons fzzzzt. Freddie’s still alive, but the bad hombres are coming for him.

The cultural zeitgeist of the time lent itself to this. It was a time when “heavy metal” with its (mostly) tongue-in-cheek references to “satanism” was a big part of pop culture and also saw the popularity of Dungeons and Dragons which was also decried as leading to murder and worship of dark lords. Pearl clutching…