I don’t know who played or who won,Which is his usual self-aggrandizing holier-than-thou nonsense.
Then PZ actually penned this sentence:
Football teams are just floating corporations whose purpose for existence is to scoop up specially fast meaty people, give them a brief period of pampering and unwarranted glory, and in return, grinds them up and gives them brain damage for the entertainment of the peopleWhich reads like something the ubiquitous barefoot 10th grader with long greasy hair and a Che Guevara t-shirt would say in Comparative Political Systems class.
PZ adds this stern warning:
I’m not going to watch [the Superbowl] ever, and for that matter, I’m not interested in watching any football game.Yes, your grand intellectual pursuits—saving the world via A+ and all that, should certainly take precedence. We understand.
One thing very nice about Pharyngula: You can tell which of his commentators are as dumb as rocks, because they politely identify themselves with extra sarcasm tags attached to their screen names. One complete Neanderthal named Giliell, professional cynic made sure her "I can’t be bothered by such low-brow American common-man spectacles" street-creds were front-and-center by asking the deep question:
Did VW show their racist crap add or not?One of the premier Pharynguloid chowderheads, the celeverly named Ing: Intellectual Terrorist "Starting Tonight, People will Whine” (the 'intellectual terroist' sobriquet seems quite appropriate) had this piece of brilliant analysis:
So Doritos had a commercial where a man tries to use a magic dog to commit rapeConfirming that everything on Pharyngula is, ultimately, about rape.
There are a lot more gems in the comments, and no-doubt more to come.
It is a good thing these people take themselves (so) seriously, since nobody else does.