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To this day, I still use the sheepish explanation “I have a drinking problem” every time I spill something on me. And even people who do have alcoholism laugh at that joke, because the joke only works if you recognize that clumsiness does not constitute a serious problem. It’s a joke that, just like the rake gag from T

Season One of TNG is like some never-ending slurry of sexism, to the point that even in the episodes like “Code of Honor”, where the sexism isn’t actually the worst thing on display, the sexism is so. very. on. display.

Can confirm that’s actually a pretty common sentiment, and is generally considered one of the unambiguously good things that Jellicoe changed about the Enterprise. I’d go even further and say that the blue uniform also looked a lot better on Seven than the catsuit, even though she only wore the uniform for one episode.

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Undercard selection, but the catchiest darn fake song I’ve ever heard was “Everybody Gets Laid Tonight” from the movie Jesus Christ: Vampire Hunter. Not even “Toss a Coin to your Witcher” keeps pace:

No matter how you change the rules, it will always be about that. And I know that and they know that. These women know what a pageant is, it’s just that they know they can win. And if the entire enterprise of femininity is fucked, then why not find ways to win where you can? Why not capitalize on it and earn a little

“Can’t” would be way too strong a word. From a strictly data cruncher’s perspective, the problem with 2016 was, essentially, that Nate Silver had it exactly right, but what he was right about is so counterintuitive that people just can’t wrap their minds around it.

The sad part about Bloomberg is he could help the democract cause, if he ran as an independent and aimed his plans as fiscal conservatives and pulled some votes away from Trump.

I don’t disagree, but I would note that by far the most heartening thing about last night was how everyone, moderate or liberal, was extremely quick to unite behind the idea of beating a thin-skinned, vainglorious rich person like a pinata.

Well, we’re unfortunately stuck with a pundit class that has only half-realized that many of its ideas about how politics works are zombie ideas that have about as much empirical support behind them as supply-side economics, but keep shambling along because the people in power keep believing that they are living,

The more I read about Michael Bloomberg, the more I question who was the ding-dong in the Democratic Party who wished for “a Democratic candidate who can beat Donald Trump” on the damn monkey’s paw?

May her every step be in the dark, in bare feet, onto a Lego.

Well, a lot of times it’s obscured by how living standards are framed. For instance, a lot of economic statistics like living standards or income are described in terms of “household income”. This is an understandable impulse; forming households, economically-speaking, is good precisely because it creates a lot of

It’s been more than a decade since I’ve voted in a Nevada primary, but my recollection of the process was that anyone who supported a candidate with less than 15% of the vote had the choice of either changing their initial ballot to a candidate with 15% or more support, or leaving. So as a general rule, unless that 8%

I’m going to be perfectly honest here; I’m not deeply invested in figuring out how we pay for it, nor in having an itemized plan in place.

Absolutely every story I’ve ever heard suggests that Tom Hanks either really is a genuine teddy bear of a human being, or he’s got a Manchurian Candidate campaign going on behind the scenes. Even as cynical as I am, I’m not willing to believe the latter until I can see some explanation for it.

I have similar feelings, though they in turn largely revolve around the omission of any form of class antagonism, even when that’s what the film is entirely about. Like, if she owns that little shop, then selling it at the prices that were available in the Upper West Side commercial property in the late 90's would

Just chiming in to say: kudos to your mom for being better than her own mother.

Fair enough. I wouldn’t technically compare him to Bull Connor; “stop and frisk” is meant to put a patina of respectability on what he does that separates him from Bull Connor. He doesn’t openly turn firehoses and dogs on people; he just puts black people in positions where they’ll get shot, over and over. But that is