There have been several violent incidents in reaction to published depictions of the Islamic prophet Muhammad, which is strictly forbidden by some interpretations of the Sahih al-Bukhari, one of the major Sunni Islamic texts.
I’m assuming that’s what’s being alluded to here.
“Oh, this new post already has a comment, let’s check it out! … Dang it!”
That’s pretty much my gripe. One time I saw a post with maybe six, seven comments, opened it up, and they were all either the bot, or replies to the bot.
And even if you block the bot the post still shows up as having comments. So you’ll open up a post boasting the aforementioned six or seven comments expecting to find a lively debate, or at least a wisecrack about global affairs, and leave with a bunch of tumbleweeds and the lingering knowledge that somewhere, two or more people are arguing with a machine about whether or not it thinks the newspaper is any good.
She called her Alyssa in the first act of “Clues” as well.
There’s always old reliable, “that thing over there”
“Complicit in faking the moon landing/covering up the Flat Earth™” are the obvious ones. “Space cadet” always a classic. These, being the low-hanging fruit, I think will be the ones we’ll see the most going forward, but I’d still like to throw my hat in the ring:
“An astronaut? You mean those guys that get off on flying their little rockets out of the atmosphere so they can breathe bottled air for a week? Like some sort of oxygen cuck?”
(obviously this implies a repubican pundit using the word “atmosphere” in a complete sentence, so I think we’re safe)
I’ve had nightmares containing the phrase “Vice President Shapiro” and I’d like to avoid having that image in my head for even just the split-second it takes me to disambiguate the two.
Also the other guy’s been to space, so.
The thing about Arsenal is they always try to walk it in…
Hell I have yet to see him have worth.
“Now now, Batman, you should know that when a little pest like you dances with the Bug Zapper… He’d better be ready for a shock!”
“And as we can see from this computer model of continental drift in the late Triassic era… AS GOD AS MY WITNESS, THE SUPERCONTINENT OF PANGAEA IS BROKEN IN HALF!”
Doctor Ruth died in-between those two; we’re onto a new set of threes now.
“Security footage shows several ne’er-do-wells in domino masks fleeing the scene with a number of burlap sacks, clearly-marked with bright green dollar signs, no doubt containing the compromised data. AT&T security suggests the culprits must have ‘jimmied open’ their servers with a crowbar, or perhaps a bundle of dynamite detonated via plunger from a safe distance. One suspect is currently in police custody after attempting to escape through a tunnel painted on the side of a brick wall. More on this story as it develops.”
Season 4 episode 1, as well.
“Hey Tray, how’s connecting with the common man going?”
“It’s going super great, Dotcom. Meet my new friends, Nobody, and his wife, Susan Walters hyphen Nobody!”
I only purchased this toothbrush because that was the only way to get the water-resistant Entertainment Center/Speaker/Corporate Surveillance Device for the one room in my house that is the least comfortable, has the worst acoustics, and has the strongest expectation of privacy, and also I can’t just put a regular Alexa in like a plastic bag or something because I blew my plastic bag budget on a fucking app-controlled toothbrush or whatever the fuck this is supposed to be, jesus christ
Oh, yeah, I saw a documentary about those once, from the '50s. I Love Lucy, they called it…
Part of me likes that we’re getting some Breen lore, part of me is worried that spending more time inside Breen culture takes away some of the inscrutability and unpredictability that made them so menacing in DS9, and part of me is a little disappointed they didn’t go with the Typhon Pact “there are actually five different species all pretending to be the same Breen” interpretation, because that always made me giggle. But all of me fukken loves one thing:
Michael’s short little throwaway “wait, you’re Breen?” to L’ak pretty heavily implies that this is the first Breen anyone has seen without an encounter suit in over a thousand years. Way to go, Breen!
ohhhh, and it’s your piss that produces the mercury? that is cool.
The thing that would’ve really sealed it for me, I think, would be if we got the occasional cut away from the musical number to the parts of the ship that weren’t affected. Like, there’s one bit where someone shuts off the artificial gravity for dramatic effect, and I was dying for the cut across the ship to the guy in who’s been off-duty taking a nap for the last three hours, slept through the whole first act of the episode, just drifting out of his bunk and into a bulkhead with no explanation. I love a good “consequences of everyone being just a little too Extra™” in my self-aware diegetic musical episode.
Yeah, it’s just frustrating going into what should be a final victory lap for the whole show, one last grand send-off for the crew, and:
A) having to wait until the very end of the episode before you even get a clear answer about what the plot is you’re supposed to care about, and
B) having the whole episode center around a conflict that is only an issue because the characters keep making dumb mistakes that we know they’re way too smart to make, and that only gets progressed because they keep stumbling into favorable contrivances like being shot through the hull of a warbird at just the right angle to spot a cloaked ship taking off.
Ideally you’d want it the other way around, smart protagonists driving the plot forward with their smart decisions and a competent antagonist that’s unpredictable enough to stay a few steps ahead. That’s why the last four seasons worked, really, the bulk of the overarching conflict came from the crew being made to punch way above their weight class, and having to just stop and puzzle out how to take down an entire alien crusade or a time-travelling cyborg or some Cthulhu monsters that are so far ahead of the rest of the galaxy that they literally don’t even notice that they’re vacuuming up inhabited planets. Not as much fun watching a seasoned Starfleet crew getting routinely bodied by shots we’ve seen easily dodged a half-dozen times already. How long have we been playing “whoops, the bad guys got away and we can’t track them” game, at this point, and they’re still falling for it? Or the “whoops, Burnham thought she knew better than the people in charge and the bad guys used it to sucker-punch us” game? Like, c’mon, it’s the end of the show, I think you can let the character development stick just this once.
Also? Kinda annoyed that like half the crew is getting sidelined for Burnham and Book to have just-like-old-times-adventure #17 featuring some crusty old rando sniping from the peanut gallery. I’d like to spend a little more than one scene per episode with the rest of the supporting cast before the end of the series, maybe that’s just me. So far it feels like there’s been more Stamets in this comment thread than there’s been Stamets on the show.
Someone, somewhere has evidently misinterpreted the fact that US presidential candidate Kamala Harris (pictured center) is of Indian ancestry - as in her family is from the country in south Asia - and instead photoshopped her into the stereotypical Native American “Indian” aesthetic. Why they have chosen to do this eludes me.