As someone who speaks English with a faint but unmistakable Eastern European accent, I do feel like errrybody is into it.

Let me put it this way: our fog has a name and a Twitter account.

<stares in San Franciscan>

Troubadour band time?!!

That’s when the person who birthed the baby (typically a wife/mother, knowing how these things go) realizes that they made a horrible mistake but it’s too late now.

I know it’s a typo but now I want a Karma Sutra to exist.

<starry-eyed appreciative noises>

If your boss gets it, they're the best boss of all time.

<tentatively reaches for popcorn>

I FEEL NEGATIVE ABOUT THAT! OH NOOOOO!

There’s very clearly expressed love for all the antecedents. You can feel it, and see it in how the returning characters are portrayed.

That is both dope and a bit too on the nose, I think.

Also, this discovery of theirs isn't going to make them any less conservative; their conservatism is only a little bit based on trying to appeal to conservative men, the rest appears to be sincerely held belief in their own superiority.

I’m currently reading a book by John Romer, a long-time archeologist, historian, writer and presenter of documentaries, and instead of “principal” he wrote “principle”. It happens to us all.