The search for Common Sense starts here!
There’s been a misconception in television for a while now and I’d like to clean it up. I’ll start with: some of you may have noticed the preposition in the previous sentence is “in” not “on.” “On” television implies a program of some sort. The problem is with the television itself. You most likely have one of these televisions and you’re calling it by the wrong name.
I’ve always had doubt about our educational system in the Good Ol’ United States. The fact that they call it the “Good Ol'” anything should be a hint. But the two kids I have that are still in school (one graduated from college already, thank you) have brought home some homework that is a bit outdated. It doesn’t worry me so much because they realize it. It just worries me that so many people won’t realize that.
I’m tired of the politics. Running a country shouldn’t really have anything to do with politics. For every problem, there is a solution. Probably multiple solutions. Pick the one that works best for the most people and use it. How hard can it be? That’s neither here nor there though.
There’s one word that people seem to get wrong all the damn time. Do an image search for it and you got lots of pretty text, a fish, Shrek, actor Tom Ellis on fire, three women in sports bras and one guy who looks like he might get it but there’s a mushroom cloud in the background so… no. Do you know what this magic and allegedly happy word is?
A free press is a magnificent thing, but sometimes, I worry that the we (I can say being a member of said community – yes, I am.) might get in our own way sometimes. Picture this scenario. I can see it starting like this:
No, seriously. The DC Universe is riddled with better female characters than the fairly inept Harley Quinn.
Dear YouTube, On behalf of the people who upload things, could we possibly have this one minor change that would make us feel a little less pedophilic? Thanks.
Yes, I am going to talk about Christmas Carols. No, I’m not a fan. As I’ve mentioned before, most of them are miserable songs that are usually just a half-step away from being a funeral dirge. Sure, they say “Yay, the savior is born!” But they do it with all the zeal of an Eeyore on heroin.
I saw an article recently that claimed (and probably rightfully so) that Baby Yoda was more popular than any Democratic Presidential candidate, Donald, Republican candidate, and, in fact, any other politician. Of course, he is. Baby Yoda has many things going for him… so Baby Yoda 2020?
It came up again. I’ve mentioned it before. I’ll probably mention it again. Am I the only one who thinks that the concept of a birth certificate is not only silly, but it’s patently absurd to think it could be used as a form of identification? It can’t really just be me, can it?
Oh, For F*s Sake 