I think those are just called “ads”.
I think those are just called “ads”.
Uh, didn’t Facebook pretty much already release these ads to the public? Like wasn’t that the exact problem here?
First image: Anyone else reminded of this?
Anyone think we’ll eventually get ship-to-ship space combat in this one?
Nah, I’m pretty sure the giant worm is a fixture of my adolescent dreams.
Nah: Even if they’re upset, we shouldn’t be because representation doesn’t matter.
Wow, police officer?! Why that’s the twenty-third most-dangerous profession in America!
*gluggluglugglug-AAHHHH!* Sorry, what were you saying? I was enjoying this tall, refreshing glass of Conservatory Student Tears over cracked ice with a peel of lemon.
Oh yeah? What about those of us white men who are out there day in, day out pounding the pavement to read for such roles as Tight-Bottomed, Naive Schoolgirl or Solicitous Geisha? Believe you me, I’ve got my own beef with Asian actors!
1. Life Aquatic
Yeah, you wouldn’t want a situation like Ghost in the Shell again where a Japanese character was played by a white person and about 300 lily-white Oberlin College sophomores and ZERO ACTUAL CITIZENS OF THE NATION OF JAPAN got really upset.
Mmm, and I know a lot of well-fattened, delicious-tasting Americans . . .
No, actually you do. That’s just some stupid bullshit people made up. Once you leave office, people should stop using the title.
Ooh, I was going to say I was most excited by the sporty jogging girl in the short-shorts, but around 1:31 at left is the newly de rigeur ‘cosmetically chubby girl’. I think she gets me going even more.
Oh and also: Just about the only part of traveling for work that I like is the opportunity to drink in hotel and/or airport bars. Because in either case, I can drink my few drinks (as I say, a night of really wild drinking for me is 2 beers) very slowly while I half-watch sports or news on a muted TV. There’s no guilt…
It’s touchy: A ‘wild night’ of drinking for me means I have *maybe* 2 and 1/2 drinks. All the same, there are times when I really, consciously think, “I won’t feel good about anything until I have had those drinks.” Like I’m an anxious person and it’s entirely possible for me to go through most waking hours not…
You can always tell who the really wild, dangerous, nonconformist radicals are these days. They’re the ones with no tattoos or piercings and wear properly sized pants with no holes in them.
38 percent of people aged 18 to 29 had at least one tattoo in a 2010 survey
Seriously? They wear shirts but no pants. How could you have missed the pervosity?