The Best Thing About Me Is There

A Verbose, Prosaic Review Which Mentions Whistling Winds And The Timeless Feeling Of Jade Doesn't Mean Anything To Me; I Don't Need A Novella Telling Me About How An Album Is Like A Fine Meal.

And It's One More Shitty Thing To Write About Somebody, In Between Getting Really, Really, Really Upset At Female Ghostbusters And Gamergate, And The Things That Really Matter.

I'm Not A Centrist, And There's Nothing About Me That's Centrist. I Never Have Been.

What President Of The Airline Is Doing Is, He's Urging Everyone To Give Up Their Frequent Flyer Miles For Sick Kids... But As I Was Reading This, There Were Two Empty Seats Next To Me. Why Can't Sick Kids Sit There? If They're So Concerned With Sick Kids, Shouldn't They Have Like A Pen Of Sick Kids Next To The Gate?

James Lipton: The Most Pompous Arrogant Failure In History.