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LOL! But at least she's defying the stereotype, because by all accounts, she is definitely not stingy with her farts.
That's where her name comes from. She farts so much that people said she was like a Whoopie Cushion. This is actually true and can be read on her Wikipedia entry.
<i>She has stated that her stage forename ("Whoopi") was taken from a whoopee cushion: "When you're performing on stage, you never really have time to go into the bathroom and close the door. So if you get a little gassy, you've got to let it go. So people used to say to me, 'You're like a whoopee cushion.' And that's where the name came from."</i>
In 1979, I was exactly the same age as the kids in this movie, and I can confirm that the vast majority of my peers were indeed scum. The movie goes a little bit over the top as far as the violent ending, but for the most part, the characters were pretty true to what I saw among the kids at my school: 13 year old jaded drug dealers, 15 year old girls who looked and acted like promiscuous 30 year olds, incorrigible delinquents, mindless vandals...
An obscure 1990s song whose lyrics accurately illustrate what was wrong with many early Gen Xers in their late-1970s early teens is called "Summer of Drugs" by Soul Asylum: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwuSZAwUysM
My generation was trapped in the fallout of the Hippie era. We inherited all their negative social influences, drugs, promiscuity, irresponsibility, etc. but none of whatever positive traits the hippies may or may not have actually had.
Plus, a lot of supposedly "responsible" Boomer adults of that era also had really messed up values. All of this can be blamed on the social upheavals of the previous decade.
My parents were older, "Silent Generation" so I got a more traditional upbringing and didn't get sucked into a lot of the problems my peers were having at the time. As a result, I was an outcast for not doing drugs and I had to hang with the other nerds, playing D&D instead of partying.
Hi! Sorry I did not respond earlier. I have finished the series, and I don't think it really matches the ending of the book from what I can recall. I am presently about halfway through rereading the book, so I cannot make a concrete statement yet.
One thing I can tell you about the show compared to what I have read of the book so far, is that they seem to have taken a serious, high-minded historical novel and adapted it for TV in the spirit of one of those Harold Robbins-style lurid potboilers of the 1970s... Not that there's anything wrong with lurid potboilers, of course.
This criticism applies mainly to the 1915 and 1988 era segments of the show. Sometimes it felt like watching Dallas or Yellowstone. The 1850s segments seem to be taken more seriously. At times, watching Toshaway and his adopted white son, Tieteti (Eli) I was reminded of Chief Dan George and Dustin Hoffman in "Little Big Man".
Season 2 definitely suffers in comparison to season 1. I felt so cheated that we never even got to see Eli and Ingrid reach white civilization and attempt to reintegrate. There's this huge mysterious gap in their relationship between the two of them riding away after killing the cavalry officer in 1851 and Eli showing up at her door in 1915.
Yeah, but they were <i>dogs...</i>
You probably imagine Trump voters as fat, lazy, uninformed trailer-park dwellers, like most Democrats do.
By that logic, the majority of non-voters whom you call lazy would have voted for Trump, giving him an even larger margin of victory had they turned out.
Democrats lost, so Xi Jinping or Klaus Schwab or George Soros, or whoever was paying Skavau, stopped.
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So what if it is lazy writing? There are indeed disabled villains in real life, and it is silly to complain when one is shown in a movie. Maybe you should go over to a Friday the 13th board and see if the people there think the franchise would have been better if Jason was a normal-looking man who could blend in anywhere.
Sorry, but you seem to be making the assumption that this is a viewpoint I really care strongly about, and that I have some sort of committment to Hollywood portraying villains as disabled because I am an evil right-wing bigot who hates the disabled.
Actually I was thinking more along the lines that since there are indeed disabled murderers and rapists in real life, why should it be taboo to portray them in films?
BTW, Renz's disability was a central part of the case. His defense argued that the extent of his facial deformities and his resulting social deficiencies were responsible for driving him to murder and rape.
Conversations like this always remind me of the case of David Renz.
https://www.murderpedia.org/male.R/r/renz-david.htm
https://www.syracuse.com/news/2013/03/david_renzs_deformed_face_and.html
Thanks! Those are awesome. I thought they were recent reaction videos, but they are still great.
Only the useful idiots actually believed that, meaning all those lunatic women and gay male Democrat voters who are screeching and hacking off their hair on social media the past few days.
If you wanna know why she chose that name, you have to be familiar with the story of Catherine the Great.
Remembering good times with Diddy: https://www.instagram.com/the4thquartertv_/reel/C5MlnRXpKLy/?hl=en
The red light speech was indeed memorable.
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/F6BYE6LWkAAOhvd.jpg
His "Adolf Bideler" moment.
I think Joe's "Falling Up the Stairs" meme is immortal. Same with the Cornpop/Hairy Legs/Kids Sitting on my Lap speech.
But mostly he will be remembered for giving Trump the key to victory by calling Trump voters "garbage".
He will be thought of as "The Chump between Trump"
Her naked body probably looks like a weathered saddlebag.
I saw this one black lady who sobbed that she was afraid to go to sleep on election night, because she thought she would wake up as a "f---ing slave".
I hope RFK can get her and others like her some help when he takes over the Department of Health.
Nah. Either Velma from Scooby Doo or a human version of a plump little housecat.