Racism is a frequent topic these days, what with Charlie Brown’s Great Pumpkin running on the republican ticket and officers of the law frequently equating skin color with a need to die and be arrested (sorry, did I get that out of order?).
I don’t have the words to properly express my shock and grief in the wake of the shooting at Pulse nightclub in Orlando, but I’ll do my best.
The outrage culture of the internet, which I have been an active part of in the past, has got to break.
X-Men: Apocalypse, the third entry into the re-written timeline of the X-Men movies, was released in the U.S. over the weekend to a decent box office and, considering the reactions to Batman V. Superman, decent reviews as well.
Everyone is angry at Game of Thrones again, for the umpteenth time.
There’s a popular cliche about mental health being the most complicated thing to treat. It’s a cliche for a reason, as most cliches are.
Civil War proves that giant ensemble superhero pieces aren’t just a one-off like Avengers, that you can have your heroes fight without setting it in the grimmest setting imaginable.
The Democratic Party has to get over itself. This infighting, between Sanders supporters and Clinton supporters, has got to stop.
There is a bizarre grief cycle the Internet goes through whenever someone of notable importance dies.
There is an undeniable and indelible connection between the artistic endeavors of the world and use of illicit substances.