The Suicide Squad Solidifies the Genre-Crossing Brilliance of Comic Book Films
While his is not the first genre film featuring comic book characters, The Suicide Squad is so good, so fun, and so well put together, its very existence puts concrete to the future of all superhero projects.
Introducing XwhyZ Podcast!
Jackie Brandenburg is young. She’s a Zoomer. She is frightfully Woke. She also just received her college degree in Politic Science so she knows a thing or two about both the ills of the world and some ideas on how to solve them.
I have more life experience than Jackie. She’s already smarter than me.
Thus, XwhyZ.
I Believe... [Poisoning the Public Well]
I Believe... that the lack of civil discourse and thoughtful debate is a result of a poisoning of the public well that sickens everyone who drinks from it.
Dawn In The Parking Lot of Average Dreams - A Poem
Dark Gravel
Flattened Cardboard Burger Boxes
Used Bandaids
Slabs of Tire Rubber
Splintered Toothpicks
Exploded Ketchup Packets
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of August 1, 2021
If you get excited about 401 Ks, you really sound like a schmuck when you rail against the failings of capitalism.
No Fly Zone the Unvaccinated
Remember the film 12 Monkeys?
Questions About CDC Guidelines? We Have All the Wrong Answers
My information comes from a board-certified doctor that my cousin’s cousin’s cousin knows.
The Orwellian DoubleSpeak of Anti-
We're now entering the DADAist stage of American dysfunction as we are all desperately trying to communicate ideas to others who simply aren't using the same language. It sounds the same but meanings are changing and it fuels more frustration and anger and results in an almost non-stop confrontation.
I Believe... [Lemmings Die Together]
...that, perhaps it’s shitty of me, I mentally place every single COVID death due to refusal to get a free vaccine in the Darwin Awards drawer. Sort of like thousands of idiots taking selfies on cliffs only to fall to their death. Lemmings be lemmings, bro.
Loony
He awoke in a panic with a piss boner bursting through his boxers. He sprung from his bed, legs crossed, praying to God to help him make it in time.
Churchill Wants to Talk About His Movies
Documentary filmmaker/comedic performer, Chris Churchill, hosts four themed Friday night shows in August, entitled “Let’s Talk About My Movie” at Dreamers YOLO.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 25, 2021
The best part about the January 6 Insurrection Committee hearing this week was all the cursing on public radio and television.
The Power of Selective Care: How to Survive the Wave Pool of Everyone Else's Causes
Refuse to be distracted by anyone else's bullshit and spend your time and energy running one race at a time. If your issue is important enough to you, everyone else's cause can slide into the background.
I’m Not Going to Get Vaccinated and You Can’t Make Me!
Dumbo-crats are buying babies, drinking their blood, and then giving the rest to pharmaceutical companies to make vaccines and baby jerky. Baby jerky that Tom Hanks then sells to his friends in Hollywood.
The Life of Zealots and the Refusal to Play Well with Others
Locke and Rousseau argued that we gain civil rights in return for accepting the obligation to respect and defend the rights of others, giving up some freedoms to do so.
I Believe... [Vaccination Passports]
...that vaccination passports to gain entry into any public place or gathering outside the home should be required nationwide. No vaccine for you, no fun for you, fuck-o.
The Double-Edge of Propagandistic Journalism
"Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do." becomes "Condemn them, Father, for they know not what is true."
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of July 18, 2021
Sometimes I think people make things harder on others just to give themselves a sense of control in their otherwise chaotic and mismanaged lives. Those people need a hug. Like, smother them to death.
15 Minutes with Kevin in Evanston
Kevin was on his own. His endgame, I had figured out, was just to let his rage unfurl until the booze wore off. At which point, assuming he avoided arrest, he’d walk home. I figured this because I had been there before. And truth be told, I was having a bit of a bad day, too. Nothing specific. Just a general sense of annoyance with being awake. It happens. It’s one of the reasons we drink beer in bars and put up with bar trivia hosts.
Jake and Caroline’s first date was at The Whistler. They talked about Ronnie, how much they loved The Diplomat, and debated the better ride-share service, Uber or Lyft. She was Uber, he was Lyft. They got wasted on Sazeracs and had sex at her apartment. It was incredible for both of them. Caroline stopped taking sex advice from Ronnie.