On the subject of Black Panther, Vibranium, and tradition. Among other typical BannedCast musings.
BannedCast’s second season continues with a piece on why Facebook isn’t your friend.
BannedCast’s second season continues with a piece on the misery of flying. And somehow it all has to do with Rachel Dolezal and Mel Gibson.
BannedCast’s second season begins with a piece on music. And why Eddie Vedder sucks.
My wife recently forced me to visit an AMC theater so that I could have the pleasure of paying $19 a ticket to watch Black Panther in a theater filled with American theatergoers who use film only as a backdrop to loudly consume a Hefty-bag’s worth of popcorn slathered in fake butter and washed down with enough Coke-a-cola to drown a small village of pygmies.
It’s time again for the winter Olympics, that special occasion every four years when the world comes together to pretend like they care about figure skating, bobsledding, and cross-country skiing. The winter Olympics are as if a Mumford and Sons album were televised as a sporting event, it’s just that boring, although special exception should be made for luge and ski jumping accidents, which are the Olympic equivalent of riding shotgun with Paul Walker. Read more
2017 is over, and I think we can all agree that’s a good thing. While I don’t hold out much hope for a better 2018, what with an imminent nuclear showdown with North Korea and a Pacific Rim sequel, it will be nice to put a few 2017 things behind us.