Time to settle this BS once and for all — I have struggled for years now, off and on, to write the definitive apologia for the 1989 film Road House. My chief obstacle is not that doing so would be a waste of time — I’m very much aware that it is, and made peace with that some time ago—…

Falling budgets, failing ambitions, and a faltering show — I confess that when The Expanse was rescued from cancellation by a monomaniac who can afford his own space program, I let myself dare to dream a little: one of my favorite shows was about to get big. In so many ways, SyFy intended The Expanse to be the next…

An Open Letter to Donald Trump — Sir! I send you this proposal as a private citizen of no particular consequence, and one of little interest to yourself in particular. …

The murder of George Floyd, police violence, and the unpaid moral debts of the Irish in America — Somewhat counter-intuitively, to make the point I’m here to make, I must begin with a defense of Irish-American racism. I don’t care who you are, or what ethnoreligious background you come from: If you got the deal we got when we came to these shores, coming off the millennium of…

And what a glorious death it shall be. — Walking into the theater to see Uncut Gems, I saw an unusual warning notice sitting on the ticket counter: “STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER contains several sequences with imagery and sustained flashing lights that may affect those who are susceptible to photosensitive epilepsy or who have other photosensitivities.” This…

And it’s killing me inside — When a woman with six cat tattoos first insisted that we get a dog, I was unenthusiastic. Our apartment is small, and being the less consistently employed of the two of us, I would have to be the one to take care of the little bastard. Also, I was the…

We’ve apparently decided that facing the unthinkable is more trouble than it’s worth — I apologize that the above title is somewhat flip about sexual assault, a topic that is deeply and personally painful for so many people. …

…and Bob Mueller ain’t afraid to say so. — Of all the hoes who proudly strut the Executive Corner in this golden age of political prostitution, I would dare to say that Bill Barr is the biggest whore of them all. Granted, that is a very competitive category these days. Post-Mattis, Trump’s cabinet is a proper stable, devoid of…