You know how it’s enjoyable to watch old food commercials because society is now suffering from what they were advertising? And how prancing down a lush meadow in slow motion with Sarah and the kids and our Technicolor balloons is way better than sitting at home with Sarah and the kids and our Technicolor balloons tethered to the couch with ball-gags in our mouths? Of course you do.
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Lost and I came up with a new safeword. Whenever Lost is being terrible I go “I’m having a stroke”. And then I have a stroke. The end.
To be fair I’d already put on my low expectations face in preparation of what was about to come in season 6. But let’s catch up first: John who isn’t John but the smoke monster/ Jacob’s frenemy had Ben kill Jacob. Also Faraday predicted that an atomic bomb could make everything unhappen and Juliette lovingly activated it with a couple of gender reaffirming slaps. And so it sets off.
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