“I know, let’s work his name into German lyrics from a famous musical about N@zis!”
—And Jez’s famous sensitivity toward Jewish people continues apace.

This, of course, isn’t the original Black Panther #1, which was published in 1977 (after the character had appeared in other titles for more than a decade). It’s a special commemorative edition created for a comics convention (which is why Stan Lee is on the cover). It seems to be based on the first of the latest…

This article is attributing all kinds of things to Gwyneth Paltrow that she never said. (Which I guess is why there are no links to Goop or anything related to her — just a variety of other articles.)

From a 2017 story in The Mercury News about this “member of the ruling class”:

Charlotte is shown receiving years of intensive psychiatric treatments, including electroconvulsive therapy. This is partly intended to make us question her sanity, but also to show that she didn’t overcome the abuse on her own.

Yes -- no surprise there!

The shopping experience at my local Costco is genuinely horrible. The parking lot is ridiculous, the lines are long for everything, and the store is crowded with frustrated or oblivious customers who leave their carts in the middle of every aisle. No matter how few items I buy, I’ve never gotten in and out of there in…

One seldom-mentioned aspect of the boom-box scene is that it was a specifically Gen-X version of a classic trope: a suitor serenading his love interest outside her window. The twist is that Lloyd doesn’t actually know how to do anything — he’s not a poet or a singer or a guitarist. So he just puts in a cassette and…

They were “in character” the whole time. She was playing Lady Gaga, and he was doing his best Neil Diamond impression.

Speaking of blind spots, would it have used up too many extra megabytes for The Muse’s post listing the Grammy winners to have included such categories as Traditional R&B, Urban Contemporary, Jazz, Gospel, Latin, Latin Jazz, Regional Mexican, American Roots, Regional Roots, Bluegrass, Blues and Reggae?

I realize this column is a hate-watch project for Jezebel, in which the show is dissected in such a snarky voice that any possible enjoyment is sucked right out.

When I was waiting for a traffic report yesterday, I heard a couple of AM-radio doofuses going over this theory like they were Holmes and Watson and had just elementary’d their way to the absolute truth. So, yeah, I’d say this other man’s life is pretty much ruined, so matter how hard Whelan pretends he’s trying to…

I’m still waiting for the dark drama starring Mark-Paul Gosselaar, Rick Schroder and Jason Priestley (all of whom have grown into surprisingly good actors) as former teen TV stars turned buddy cops who solve violent crimes while dealing with the difficulties of midlife relationships. (Jason Bateman, Jaleel White and…

I never understood why Joe Fox didn’t just offer to buy out the children’s bookstore, keep the charming staff, re-open under the name “The Shop Around the Corner — A Division of Fox Books,” and use his company’s massive buying power to offer the same discounts as at the much larger store. It would been great PR and…

Their registry is online, but I wasn’t sure if it was really them. Does she think this TV show announcement is good timing or the world’s worst timing?

I think this could be a good show, if written from the real Delilah’s point of view. You’re a college athlete with a steady boyfriend. You meet some guy at a party who develops a crush on you, and he turns out to be in a rock band. He writes a bland but catchy song about your pretend long-distance relationship, with…

“I’m king of world!” (drowns)

I read the word courgette as “little corgi” — so I thought the evil British press was saying that Meghan literally wants to eat the Queen’s beloved dogs with her pasta! I mean, I knew the English tabloids were bad, but that would be going too far.

Not one word about Jonathan Gold? I know certain publications seem to think it’s cool to pretend that Los Angeles doesn’t exist, but he was widely considered to be the best restaurant critic in the country (not to mention the only one ever to win a Pulitzer).

It isn’t konjac or shirataki, but apparently a weird mess of protein and fiber. Here’s the ingredient list, from a website that sells what appears to be this pasta online: