George Romero has died. His contributions, like his beloved monsters, have not.
Naked people in pornography and naked people in media are two very different types of naked people, implies Ross Douthat routinely.
Is Naughty By Nature’s “Feel Me Flow” a bop?
Let’s play another round of Bop Or Not, this time with the Fine Young Cannibals’ “Johnny Come Home.”
Surely the the Scissor Sisters’ “Lights” is the platonic ideal of a bop.
Some coaches want us to believe very much that they have nothing at all to do with what their players achieve, or don’t achieve, on the court.
Words are hard.
Ten years is a long time.
The editorial staff very generously gave me my own subblog! Time to ruin my reputation in a whole new space!
Scott Michael Greene is still alive. Which is odd if we believe what we are told about policing, danger, and fear.
Alfred Olango died after taking his hands out of his pockets at the request of officers who then shot him for doing so. He was unarmed.
Tulsa’s Eric Harris and Terrence Crutcher are dead. Charlotte’s Jonathan Ferrell and Keith Lamont Scott are dead. North Carolina’s William Ray is not.
Dee Dee Blancharde abused her daughter Gypsy for more than two decades. She did so with the sanction and encouragement of medical professionals. Predictably, Gypsy is being required to pay the price.
Charles Kinsey having survived his police-shooting might make its occurrence far harder to dismiss.
“Is it accurate that Coach Paterno quickly said to you, ‘I don’t want to hear about any of that kind of stuff, I have a football season to worry about?’” the man’s lawyer asked him in 2014.
“Specifically. Yes . . . I was shocked, disappointed, offended. I was insulted. . . I said, is that all you’re going to do? You’re not going to do anything else?”
Paterno, the man testified, just walked away.
Ross Douthat Should Do Something Else Instead
There is nothing more immodest than a young woman in a tuxedo. Apparently.
“I’m from Hell’s Kitchen!” says Daredevil. “Have I mentioned that about myself?”
“Only about 50,000 times,” says Elektra.
Donald Trump and Ted Cruz are awful.
When discussing inverted duck vaginas, maybe there’s a better operational term than corkscrewing? Also, Dr. Tyson is underinformed on animal sex.
If you only read one essay today that contains the phrase “snake boning”…
An odd thing happened after getting sober.
It is one thing to hate gay couples. It is quite another to risk a child’s well-being in the attempt to hurt them.
We can intervene with defiant teenagers without resorting to outright violence. But we won’t.
Sometimes, a cigar is just a cigar.
Life comes at you fast.
Have you been waiting for a How To explainer on hitting yourself in the head with a golf ball? Why? That’s a terrible thing to wait for. Wait for better things.
Brains are weird.
Netflix’s Bloodline was absolutely excellent television for almost the entirety of its first season. Turn it off three-minutes-and-thirty-seconds before it ends.
This is all very simple. You should absolutely watch these eight episodes if you loved the original. You absolutely shouldn’t watch these eight episodes if you hated the original.
A great song is a great song is a great song, no matter your age.
Catholic Vote turns the tide on the gay marriage issue by creating a video featuring six bigots coming out the closet. Or something.
Go watch Catastrophe because it is very funny and very good and, also, very real.
“I wouldn’t wake you if it wasn’t important.”
Franklin Graham should really stop talking about things getting crammed in throats, as he is an adult who knows better.
I’ve been watching the NBA playoffs this year. The matchups have been good, but not great, and some of the teams that I’ve wanted to advance – San Antonio, I’m looking at you – haven’t done so, but still, professional basketball is professional basketball. Even when it isn’t great, it’s still pretty damned good. Basketball…