Andrew Gruttadaro

It was down to Shooter McGavin and Cartman. Who reigns supreme?

The Jerks Bracket final can be summed up in one image: That’s Shooter McGavin running off with a title that Cartman seemed to have in the bag. And this time, no one’s going to beat the ever-living hell out of Shooter—because this time, he actually won. Ladies and gentlemen, meet your champion jerk. It was an astounding final between two jerks who really separated themselves from the pack over the week. In the final, Cartman opened up early leads on the website, X, and Instagram—but Cartman held…

Some might say it was Josh Allen or the play of the Bills defense that saved Buffalo’s season. But maybe it was something far more magical.

It’s probably unfair to nitpick a couple of lines from a collection of 31 songs. I’ll admit that. Taylor Swift’s new double album, The Tortured Poets Department, is more than two hours long, and in that time she says a lot of words—10,663, to be exact. (I got that number by copying and pasting the lyrics of every song into a Google Doc and then clicking “Word Count,” an exercise that, in itself, took about 45 minutes, which is roughly 37 percent of a Taylor Swift double album.) She and Shakespea…

Are the simmering years leading up to the Civil War really that alluring?

Netflix’s most preposterously amazing teen drama/treasure-hunting show is back—and so is one Pogue-adjacent writer’s exhaustive estimation of it all

Netflix’s most preposterously amazing teen drama/treasure-hunting show is back—and so is one Pogue-adjacent writer’s exhaustive estimation of it all

Maybe it means so much to us because it meant so much to them

Because one generation can’t be reduced to just 64 things

I wanted it to be a rom-com. I wanted it to be a rom-com so badly.