My suspension of disbelief in a TV show is destroyed when someone hotwires a car that can’t be hotwired.

In this case, a Pontiac G8 GT. If you don’t have the key, it ain’t going anywhere unless you replace the ECU. Sorry.

‘Female’ hurricanes cause more deaths, but only because people don’t take them seriously.

What in the hell. This is like something from the Onion. When the aliens invade and kill us all, I will help them.

Extremely impressive fretwork. And that Irish accent. Good lord.

I don’t really trust anyone who has tattoos.

Even if a man says he is a feminist ally or feminist leaning, I don’t believe him 99% of the time.

If someone can’t operate a computer even after using one for 10+ years, I think they have the IQ of a cucumber.

Anyone who says dismissive things about sex workers I assume is a stone cold idiot in every other way.

If you don’t like catfish or sweet tea, I assume you’re broken.

If you have a baby (as a man or woman), I wonder what is wrong with you.

If you like experimental jazz, I wonder if you have any visits with an audiologist scheduled.

Any TV show that uses an IP address like 7.718.502.4, I stop watching right away.

If a show has mostly men in its cast, I assume it’s terrible and don’t watch it.

I could honestly murder street harassers or rapists without feeling the least guilt about it* (not really unusual for me, but, like, even less guilt than normal).

If someone uses a bunch of text-y abbreviations and elisions, I assume they are either seven or a complete addlepate.

I believe therapy is totally useless per se, even for the people who claim it has helped them.

Most people I believe have kids just out of boredom, or obligation, or a combination of both. Maybe 5% of kids are actually wanted.

I at least partially believe that I must be a space alien.

*I have never murdered anyone. And I am not saying that doing so to those types of people is right or that I ever would do so, just that if I did so, here’s what I’d feel: nothing. I’d go grab a slice of pizza.

Anyone who thinks pre-Stevie Nicks Fleetwood Mac was better is a huge fucking dumbass.

Fleetwood Mac is by no means by favorite band or anything, but goddamn, they were absolutely terrible before Stevie Nicks. Their music sounded pretty much like refried dog vomit.

Nicks just commanded the stage when she was at her prime.

Can’t argue with that.

Also, why did Misty Day have to die in AHS: Coven? She was manic pixie hippie dream witch, dammit.

I couldn’t find a Southern Gospel cover of “Royals,” but I did find this which is really good:

They do really well since a cappella singing groups with no men usually have problems with the bottom end (no bass singers). And I also found this which is really quite creative:

Not a voice like Lorde, though, but who does? She has one of the most unusual and distinctive voices I’ve ever heard.

I just realized that Lorde’s “Royals” shares nearly all important features of gospel music.

Which makes sense, as gospel is very powerful music.

Dominant vocals, repetition, syncopation, harmony (in this case, Lorde harmonizing with herself), call and response – “Well never be Royals (Royals!)” – and strong rhythm. Yep, it’s all there.

I’d love to see a good Southern gospel group cover that song. I bet they’d kill it.

From my own life, I thought of another instance of what would be termed sexual harassment if it had been done by a man to a woman. I didn’t consider it such since I didn’t feel threatened by this woman and I had much more power in the company than she did.

This was someone I had been casually interested in at work, and we’d gone out a few times. She wasn’t in my department or anything, but after a little while I’d realized she was radically dumb and I didn’t really want anything to do with her anymore.

I kept subtly trying to let her down but she wasn’t getting the message.

And then weird things started happening like I’d go to lunch and when I’d came back I’d find her jacket hanging on my desk chair.

“Mike, I think she’s claimed you,” the woman who sat behind me said.

Or co-workers would tell me that she’d just sit at my desk while I wasn’t there.

“Well, what does she do?” I’d say. “Try to get into my computer?”

“No, no,” they’d reply. “She just sits there.”

Or she’d show up at my desk while I was there and say things that would embarrass normals. I am incapable of embarrassment, so it didn’t have the intended effect on me, but she tried hard.

One day she came by my desk to visit me while all of my co-workers were there and said something pretty loudly following a relatively normal conversation like, “This guy I sit next to asked me to suck him off, but I told him I’d rather suck you.”

“I’m not sure I’d stay hard for that,” I said, not missing a beat.

The few co-workers I could see were nearly vermilion at this point from attempting not to laugh.

The woman turned around and walked away and that pretty much ended that, other than a few mooning emails she sent.

It was too bad because she was really pretty in an Emanuelle Chriqi sort of way, but when she opened her mouth to say anything she didn’t seem so pretty anymore.

Like I said, to me it was not sexual harassment because at that company I had a lot of influence (the head of her department used to by my boss, and he liked me a lot), and I could’ve easily gotten her fired if I’d wanted to do so.

Being selfish, one of the best things about most people restricting themselves to tablet and phones for their computing needs is that it will decrease workplace competition.

General purpose computers in the workplace with the standard mouse/keyboard/monitor arrangement aren’t going anywhere anytime soon, and soon enough (probably already is) there will be an entire generation of people basically unable to operate general purpose computers.

This will make them nearly unemployable.

It won’t matter as much for my field – though I think it will matter a bit – but for entry-level fields especially, being able to use a real computer with some skill will soon become a huge advantage and will separate you from your peers.

If you need any more confirmation that the New York Times is anything but a bunch of fascist-sympathizing scumbags for the most part, well here it is.

You know, that’s the same reason that some of my articles wouldn’t get published in military newspapers when I was in the army.

The NYT is just another (and very effective) propaganda arm of the corporations and the US government.

Good cover. I don’t even like the original song.