Well so to end this conversation, I obviously won't tell you what happens but also I hope you understand that if somebody refers to it in open conversation you don't feel slighted seeing as the film is from 1976.
Btw watch Logan's Run, it good.
Well so to end this conversation, I obviously won't tell you what happens but also I hope you understand that if somebody refers to it in open conversation you don't feel slighted seeing as the film is from 1976.
Then, again, I apologize for that. But since we can use this opportunity for me to stop posting and we can just move on away from this topic.Heh. I get why you expected that, but there are no spoilers in that post. He actually said that he doesn't want to spoil it for you.
I haven't been watching any trailers or anything, so I had no idea about this. Shouldn't surprise me... (Marketing overselling a product is kinda its own problem.) If they want me to see it that bad they should just post it on Netflix already.Marvel Studios are now releasing TV adverts and trailers showing everything up to and including the end of Endgame.
It's not an ambush if the other side are a 24/7 Mariachi band.
The irony here is wild and also upsetting.i can't even read your post because of what you might say lol
and because of the intent, i put you on ignore. sorry about that. dunno why you're purposely trying to spoil me
Heh. I get why you expected that, but there are no spoilers in that post. He actually said that he doesn't want to spoil it for you.i can't even read your post because of what you might say lol
and because of the intent, i put you on ignore. sorry about that. dunno why you're purposely trying to spoil me
this isn't strictly related but i find it fascinating how little i really want to discuss a movie after its over versus a series or a game. Like theres pages of endgame or even detective pikachu discussion but I tend to find after I've vomited out a review or summation of my thoughts I don't tend to want to watch more or think about it or anything
I miss that late 90s/early aughts online, before social media made everything into a polemic and put everyone in their own little bubble. It is what it is, I don't wanna be old lady yells at cloud, but people don't really talk to each other online as much anymore as just state their viewpoints with maximum rhetorical force. It makes twitter really exhausting. We were never meant to process the thoughts of everyone on the entire planet at once.
Did you wake up, grab a brush and put on a little make-up to hide away the scars, to fade away the shake-up of being on a System of a Down forum?I started my internet community life in a System of a down forum.
I think I started out alright.
Did you wake up, grab a brush and put on a little make-up to hide away the scars, to fade away the shake-up of being on a System of a Down forum?
Despite his vow that he would never be photographed with Davis, the former grand klaliff has since posed for a picture. It made Davis's book, of course. "Yeah, Daryl is a friend," he confirms. "He's articulate, intelligent. He relaxed my views – on him, as an individual."
Davis received thank-you notes after making a cash baby gift to one of Doles's former fiancees. Doles's children have met Davis. They like him. But Doles is quick to qualify Davis's generosity: "My children weren't supported by a black man."
Having quit the Klan, Doles plans to enter politics: "I definitely follow the Nazis. National Socialism is my religion. I believe in it and I look for the Fourth Reich."
He says it calmly, matter-of-fact, utterly without irony. Doles's agenda is now set by the National Alliance, founded by William L. Pierce, author of "The Turner Diaries" and inheritor of George Lincoln Rockwell's Nazi following. The alliance's literature embraces "racial cleansing of the land," takes a firm stand against "negroid" jazz and rock music, and, by name, Barry Manilow.
But Doles doesn't mention the implications for his friend, the black musician. Such talk would be impolite and impolitic. "I respect him," the neo-Nazi says. "I'll shake his hand. But I'll take my views to my grave."
A black pickup truck parked across the street, and a muscular man got out, and a reporter from the local paper who'd just arrived told the women it was Chester Doles, a former leader in the Klan and a white-separatist group called the National Alliance who had gone to prison on federal weapons charges. He lived just outside town and was currently a personal trainer who also worked promoting "hate rock" concerts around the country. He pulled out a cellphone and began taking photographs. He said something to the women, but they couldn't hear.
"What's that, sir?" Kahn called out, and the women heard him say something about how "glorious" it was to see such a sign in the light of day, and then he drove off, even as more people were arriving — white-haired locals, college students and others who said they were appalled; a Native American man who brought a ladder and tried to rip the banner down; a white man who argued the KKK banner and flag should come down but not the Confederate battle flag; a young black man who stood there crying.
I dreamed about Pikachu pegging Jan from Giant Bomb while Rob Zacny was shouting "Pikachu, Thunderbolt," so, sure.
I dreamed about Pikachu pegging Jan from Giant Bomb while Rob Zacny was shouting "Pikachu, Thunderbolt," so, sure.
This is just mean.