Here’s a mnemonic technique that I have found works: Nothing about Marvel movies is worth remembering.
You’re watching the dramatic equivalent of that retouched Ecce Homo painting, a mass media product constructed by Hollywood on top of the palimpsest of the creative output of young Jewish men trying to come to grips with feelings of powerlessness in the aftermath of the Holocaust. Nothing much of the original remains, and it’s not worth looking at, beyond remarking at its absurdity.
I like to think of golf, bowling, and esports as competitive pastimes.
You can be a SWAT officer with only three years of experience?
Wow, that town really loves paying lawyers’ fees—their own and the other side’s.
This stuck with me: Years ago, someone on Reddit described their middle school in the ‘70s having to have an assembly to stop a potlatch/arms race between kids stacking Izod/Lacoste shirts. There were well-off kids wearing three or more stacked Lacoste shirts every day, and poorer kids wearing cheap generic polo shirts under real alligator shirts to try to keep up.
It was the spirit of Homer Davenport. Rejoice and have another slice of marionberry pie.
Yeah, there are a few bangers, but it’s just not a coherent moral document, if taken at its full scale.
There is something disturbing about the repeated notion, expressed again here in this article, that men of a certain age may be killed by Israel with impunity, regardless of whether they have anything to do with Hamas.
We have pretty much the same expression in English!
I never hear that show mentioned, but it’s excellent.
Have at it! Please pop me a photo if you do.
Countless times?
Dozens of times?
The hyperbole isn’t helping you. You might have an argument if you actually stuck to one or two substantive examples, rather than throwing out ridiculous numbers.