It takes a lot of guts to stand up to the little guy.

He wanted those protesters at his rallies punched with metaphors and taken away in stretchers of rhetoric!

You're absolutely correct that this is… small, petty, even.

No wonder I didn't hear about Trump being elected world's greatest sex machine…

This was one of the most remarkable episodes of a somewhat mainstream show I've seen in the longest time.

Vitamins was a clumsy metaphor. You found me on an more broody day than usual about that stuff.

When I was a young rapscallion I shoplifted the film for my Nikon and then I horded the results until I had enough money to pay to get it developed.

That's like saying you can replace your soul with the right vitamins and a workout routine.

Failed/frustrated rock stars/artists should in most cases stay failed/frustrated artists and not go into politics/punditry for the good of society. See also: Ted Nugent, Hitler.

The press conference is coming from inside the house!

The Christian right has since the 80s (at least; that's when I started watching Jack Van Impe and people like him) been basically cosplaying as either Christians being persecuted in ancient Rome, Jews being rounded up in Nazi Germany, or Jews being persecuted in the ancient world more broadly. That's why so many of…

Look! Kids are gonna be kids!

I'm against him prompting tween sewer orgies but, man, I'm aching for that middle class tax cut…

He shouldn't have said it, of course.

If we eat our own we will become stronger!

Ah, yes. Well. Very good, then. Yes, totally appropriate.

Faith in some contexts is good, as it can encourage empathy and exploration - Emily Dickinson, Flannery O'Connor, Martin Scorsese… Einstein I suppose?

There was an interview I saw of Alan Greenspan years ago, when he was reflecting on the whole Great Recession thing. I forget exactly what he said, but the gist was that he was shocked that the banks had acted in such a short-sighted, illogical way when they were doing all that shit with the bad loans.

I suspect he only cares about Ivanka and the rest of his brood in so far as he sees them as reflecting his own glory/refuting his insecurity. (As in, "I would fuck my daughter and since I made her people must want to fuck me.")

You know, Arthur, it's really been quite a day. On the outside, oh, sure, we were pursued by Swiss Industrial Spies, trapped in the belly of a whale. But what really pursued us? Where were we really trapped? C'mon, Arthur. Get meta with me. What pursued us were our own obsessions. I'm good, you're evil. I'm a…