At this point the only reason to call it the Labour Party is it lasts too long, hurts like hell, and people keep popping in and out to check on your genitals.

turns out that I am also on both of these lists, and the descriptions are perfectly "I'm not mad, don't put it in the paper that I'm mad". Just exquisite loser behaviour.

I cannot rate Broken Veil highly enough. The best narrative podcast I have ever heard, the format is perfectly observed, and the world they're building is beautifully Fortean.

the elite aren’t powerful politicians or billionaires. common misconception. the elite is anyone i think is cooler than me, funnier than me, more artistic than me, or generally anyone i resent for daring to be happier than i am despite my immense wealth and political clout

and Barbara was a wrestler in the 1950s too!

I can never keep track of whether living in London means that I have to navigate a violent war zone and brave offending the caliphate every time I leave the house, or whether it makes me a sheltered elite with no experience of the real world. Sometimes we seem to manage both in one afternoon.

Tired of London? Sounds Like a You Problem This Londonista is tired of your bullshit

Who benefits from the anti-London propaganda? Why are the lies so pervasive?

diners, drive-ins and terminator dives

What's A Smoke Wolf?

Nothing much, what's a smoke wolf with you?

You all still want more wrestling, right?

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Horizon has the same issue as the reboot Tomb Raider trilogy had, where even when Aloy's dialogue is helpful and instructive, you're left thinking, "hang on, who *are* you talking to?"

...of hack comedy. Here in the UK, there's long been a similar joke/urban myth applied to the characters of The Magic Roundabout all apparently reflecting the effects of different drugs.

no - I think he was a beatnik, but that (like a lot of Hanna-Barbera characters) the character outlasted the stereotype and tropes it was referencing, so subsequent audiences looked for another way of making sense of his personality. And "this kids' TV character does drugs!" has long been a staple..

VERY COOL PERSON: It's four-twenty, you know what that means?

ME: Hell yeah! [starts shoving blackbirds into a pie]

...it made perfect sense, as if Kenny's fingertips clawing for the apron but not making it in time wouldn't be a brilliant heartbreaking ending.

Same goes for DQs, really - they are overdone as cop-outs, but in a promotion that actually works seriously on enforcing rules, they're essential.

and that near-miss could be heartbreaking. Someone said MJF could have beaten Kenny by count-out after putting him through the table; I think that could have been a better finish than what they did, and they likely didn't go with it because they didn't want it to be seen as "less than" even if...

true, but they're finishes that can add weight to others - I'm sick of seeing the "dashes back to the ring on the 9 count" spot in every big AEW match, because I've never seen anyone counted out in AEW. Have a wrestler fail to make it *once*, and audiences will bite on those near-misses a lot more.

WERNER HERZOG CAMEO TALKING ABOUT HIS LOVE OF THE CATATONIC LINDA MCMAHON STORYLINE YET AGAIN!!!

LET'S. FUCKING. GO.

(I'm disappointed that he didn't call Vince "the owner of the wrestling concern" this time, though.)

In almost zero instances will that best ergonomic design be humanoid. You want a robot that can run fast? Human ain't it. Want it building cars? Them robots ain't humanoid either.

As anyone over 30 with a pair of knees can tell you - human is a hideously inefficient and unreliable shape.

Here's the thing - making humanoid robots is only ever a vastly expensive way for tech bros to play out sci-fi fantasies. There are precious few tasks in which a human-shaped robot would be a better solution than a) a human, or b) a robot designed to be ergonomically best suited for that task.

A green sign reading ABC GROOMING on the front of a Japanese store front

Michael Jackson's career trajectory

...match that preceded the finish, rather than something that robbed you of a "better" finish.

...more "decisive" finishes. If there's more to it than "neither wrestler can afford to lose" (at which point you have to ask why the match was booked in the first place), they can be absolutely be valid finishes. You just have to do the work to make them seem like the logical conclusion to the...

that last point is interesting, because so much of the shift in AJPW's style in the early '90s, and of the foundations of shoot style in the UWF and beyond, came about because audiences were so burned out on big matches going to DQ or count-out finishes that a conscious effort was made to have...

I love Tommy Young, and there's such an art to making that bit work.

So many old-timers say he's the greatest ever, but would shit on any modern ref working the way he did. He was so physical and part of the match, but it *worked*, because he reffed the way you'd ref a combat sport!

...every referee the same. The audience knowing that a match is likely to get out of control because they already know that *this* ref will let things slide, or a heel getting their comeuppance because they've been cheating in a specific way, only we know *this* ref isn't going to stand for it!

...referees are likely to be more lenient and which more strict, which boxing ref will be quicker or slower to step in and break up a clinch, which seems to have a bee in their bonnet about a particular rule. You cut off so many ways of telling realistic, sports-based stories if you just treat...

people have taken "the referee shouldn't distract" to mean "the referee should be invisible, anonymous, and interchangeable", and convinced themselves that it's somehow done in the name of "realism". Whereas anyone who spends long enough following any real sport could probably tell you which...

it is definitely still used!

A bit chicken and egg whether small referees led to overusing that routine, or overusing that routine required referees who could be believably knocked out cold by a glancing blow, though!

The Wonder Years: FUCK ICE! FREE PALESTINE! PROTECT TRANS YOUTH!

Also The Wonder Years: Thank you for the money, Mr Levesque.