Hire clowns, expect a circus. Also, NY Times... Come on. "Mischaracterizing" is a ten dollar euphemism for a three-letter verb: lie. Lying about a material finding in a court filing is a felony.

IRS agents dispatched to hassle working people? Sound on brand. Completely repellent.

I can recommend Alan Weisman's The World Without Us for its soothing vision of post-human decay.

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What a bunch of tyrant clowns.

Everyone said everything I thought and more, but, yeah, please write it.

BS is a verbal shit-spewer. Reading him reveals how thin his reasoning is.

Not all of them are upbeat (MASH, Welcome Back Kotter) but they all share a delicious, "Now let's drop into the den," kind of vibe for me.

But for real, the Barney Miller theme literally slaps.

Dang, forgot Sanford and Son.

S.W.A.T.
The Rockford Files
Barney Miller
Welcome Back Kotter
Taxi
MASH
and Goddess help me,
Fat Albert

Saw it in the theater in its original release and again a couple of years ago. As a thriller, it holds up pretty well. Other parts, well, as noted.

I remember thinking, "That Lucas Haas kid is going places." Shoulda bought futures.

Some things are sacrosanct.

And then #NomaDumezweni ties it up with a bow without speaking a word. Just really good craft, and I loved every minute.

This is deeply satisfying.

That's delightful. Funny to realize, but I don't think I ever owned the record. I knew it pretty well because everyone else had it and it was on the radio all the time.

Radio. Jeez.

This is just the most moving and strangely coherent lyric, given how it moves from a critique of the inexorable pull of pop culture mediocrity to racial tension and violence over social policy straight to Hitler and fascism. Selling out is selling out in every context. Don't sell out.