“But why?”
“Because we have to stretch the goddamned season from 12 to 24 goddamned episodes, that’s why. We have to go back because we have to burn airtime meandering in pointless circles, that’s why. That and Mystery Box™️!!!”

“I have been migrating files since the (fourth) Crusade.”
Backed up my iPhone to the computer, not the Cloud. Any transfer I still do using the Lightning cable connections, not Wifi.
“You have chosen… wisely.”

Meanwhile, the Romulans:
“I FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION!!!”

It’s like he was made for the cameras and microphones, they loved and flattered him, kept him compelling even at his most hungover and disgruntled.

Trump isn’t what he used to be

I think that’s a brilliant statement to have posted all over social media, let them all see it, it’s definitely a door with an “Exit” sign on top!

The whole interwebs! Pluralize it!

The crowd that murdoch and limbaugh handed the orange parasite on a platter, does not care about pesky and boring little things like facts and figures. It is an irrational mob fed with bacteria-infested red meat for two decades. They can only be reached via the basest of impulses, ripe pickings only for the most ignorant and/or shameless of conmen. It doesn’t help society that the right-wing toxic propaganda machine operates at full blast 24 hours a day, seven days a week.

For a long time it was Huevos Rancheros, but that got nudged into the #2 spot when I discovered Eggs Benedict.

I sure hope the cult sheds energy this way. A few voters here suddenly get butthurt, a few other voters get alienated by the same inflexible clumsiness of their orange clay idiot idol, the cult cannibalizing itself via many individual “I laughed until they insulted me, they insulted ME!” adding up to never being able to win another election.

One night I was re-watching Almodovar’s “Átame!” (“Tie Me Up! Tie Me Down!” in English) and my older sister came in and sat to watch.
As I’d seen it before, I knew a very, very long and graphic sex scene was coming, so I got up and went to the bathroom.

When I returned, only after I was well and fully sure that scene was over, my sister said - “I’m so glad you walked out right when you did”, yeah no kidding, I did it on purpose.

Now for a friend of mine… his family are born-again Christians, it was his turn to pick a movie that night, and he’d chosen “Easy Rider”, yeah, this guy could be completely oblivious like that.
After an hour and change of uneasy watching with a palpable tension in the air… the acid kicked in… in the New Orleans raised cemetery. That was the straw that broke the camel’s back, that’s when the yelling started in my friend’s living room.

Ouch. From the very first scene, ouch.

Is their first language Python, by any chance?

Stalfarfar!

Don’t even bother pointing it out to them, it’s a trap, a useless expenditure of energy wherever reality is elastic to the point of nonsensical, futile like shoveling water in a lake to make a hole and a mound.
You could present a thousand “gotcha!” moments and not a single one would make any difference.

Where’s that bottom image from? I can’t place it, but if I was a betting man I’d say that’s from the flash-forward in the finale of the penultimate season of LOST, when the doctor is back in the real world, popping pills and swigging Jack Daniels.

Or the scene in American Beauty when he notices the swastika piece is the one missing.

Like with Connect Four:
Here… diagonally.

anti-christian bias

You mean like fornicating with porn stars then paying them hush money?

In other words - everything she accused the “others” of being.
What was it that she called them, again? I can’t be bothered to look it up, let’s see if I can remember…

Empathists? Philanthropists? Something like that.

EDIT: altruists!

Or as all those batshit-crazy, tyrant-leaning, bible-thumping right wingers today might call it with a bloodthirsty smirk disguised as a smile - “tough love”.

“…but He loves you!” - George Carlin