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Monthly Archives: May 2015
5 Things People Born In The Early 1890s Are Currently Experiencing
1. Everyone you know is dead.
All of your friends are dead. Both of your parents are dead. Your brothers, your sisters, basically anybody that you ever held dear is long gone. In fact, at this point you’ve outlived even your own children. And your grandkids have got to be like, what, in their seventies? If by some miracle you still have someone in your life that hasn’t kicked the bucket, it’s only a matter of time before the men from the ambulance service show up unexpectedly to wheel you to another funeral. How many funerals have you been to, five hundred? A thousand?
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Why Did Ultron Have Lips? And Other Questions About Avengers 2
Did you see the new Avengers movie this weekend? I saw it. It was cool. Was it a good movie? I can’t be sure. I’m afraid that a lifetime spent obsessively reading comic books has left me unable to form a genuine opinion about the Marvel Cinematic Universe. I’m just in awe of the fact that it even exists. When I was a little kid, I would have murdered someone for the chance to see a decent Spider-Man movie. And now we have like twelve of them.
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Here’s What You Need To Know Before Dating An Environmentalist
Does your significant other get really bent out of shape trying to explain to friends and family members the looming threat of unlabeled GMO food? Maybe he or she is really into organic farming and spreading awareness about the dangers of recombinant bovine growth hormone. Doesn’t it just drive them crazy, thinking about big oil, about fossil fuels and climate change, about the rising levels of mercury in our already overfished waters? If you can identify with me, you probably know exactly what I’m talking about. You’re dating an environmentalist, which is a pretty big catch-all label, sure. But environmentalists care, they really, really care. That’s the whole point.
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