“Landmine has taken my sight, taken my speech, taken my hearing…”

I guess someone forgot to tell Metallica when they were writing the song that it wasn’t about a landmine.

And I guess someone previously forgot to tell Dalton Trumbo when he wrote Johnny Got His Gun that it wasn’t an anti-war novel.

And then they forgot to tell him again thirty-two years later when he directed the movie adaptation, Johnny Got His Gun.

And then, worst of all, they forgot to tell the directors of the music video that “One” was anti-war and Johnny Got His Gun was about a landmine and that using scenes from the film in the music video wouldn’t be thematically appropriate.

Damn, there were a lot of missteps! Good thing you set it all straight!

Could? Possibly, sure.

Would? Why should any ticket guarantee a win based solely on arbitrary characteristics of the candidates? Nothing about being a woman, a man, trans, cis, gay, straight, bi, ace, black, white, Latino, Asian, biracial, triracial, short, tall, hirsute, bald, balding, skinny, jacked, overweight, or any other randomly chosen descriptor should be a factor in electability. The fact that it’s even in question is a strong indictment of how we view politics in a broad sense.

Because I haven’t seen it mentioned:

They Live

Hunter the Vampire would be a great name for a show starring Walton Goggins and Danny McBride

Sensationalist journalism. This manifests as clickbait headlines, agenda pieces, and other such tactics.

Through the magic of buying two of them.

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I recently found Clearly Canadian in a grocery store and bought one on a whim. It tasted the way I remembered it.