Well, enough about the future, it's time to talk about a work of art that tackles the present in an uncompromising way.

I'm talking about Bill Maher's latest HBO special, hashtag adulting.

We have to find our way back for not loathing each other.

Facebook.

Stop using it to argue with some kid you went to third grade with about Brett Kavanaugh.

Okay, can I say right off the top that this easily ranks as one of the most repellent and unpleasant

and non-entertaining and unfunny things that we have ever watched for this show?

And I was finding myself getting quite mad at will for

suggesting it. I also didn't enjoy this, believe it or not. It's 66 minutes long, and there got to be a

point, and I bet you know what point it was when... Sixty-six very glacial minutes, I have to say.

There got to be a point when I just started to feel really sad. For a lot of the

first half of it, I felt repelled, of course. I felt I wasn't liking it. I thought it was not funny,

all the usual things. But then there came a point when I thought he went a little bit beyond the pale,

and I just felt depressed for this, for this man, for me, for

everyone, you know?

I completely agree.

I had the exact same reaction, and I also know without even asking exactly what point

you're talking about.

So since this isn't a movie, and since there isn't kind of linear exposition to do, I

don't think it's a problem if I just say what my

kind of deep thesis about it is off the top, because I think that will sort of color a lot of the

more granular conversation we have about, about, you know, the bits, the schick. Great. My notes are

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