What makes the show tick is our sense that it's realistically portraying something important about the treatment of women at a certain point in the past while portraying something equally important about men today.
Walking down the beach with Cole to look for crabs in a tidal pool, I realize that, a decade later, I have finally re-created what in my prior life had looked so good on the outside but had no structural integrity.
The Red Sox may be in first place, but the dinosaur which is the Boston Globe is dead. The ad business, which thrived for two centuries, is over, and our little metropolis has to figure out a new model.
Alec is the poster boy for our humanity as men, guys struggling--despite our many problems--to do the right thing.
Fairey's work is on the cover of Time and he has a major show at the Boston Institute of Contemporary Art but ultimately he is just fucking cool.
Even though he's no longer in combat, he's still a commander, now in a war to save the auto industry from itself.
The male stick figures presented by popular culture, often either Navy Seal macho or Two and a Half Men ignorant, confuse our boys.
In retrospect, Morello sees their success as the juxtaposition of real world events like Rodney King and massive feigned rebellion in the music world. Rage's rebellion was for real.
What Humpday does so well is point out, through great humor, how straight men still have so much trouble really accepting gayness.
