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I believe he means the Russian superhero movie by that name, which I enjoyed a great deal.  Excellent action, and the first Russian speedster I've ever seen.
 
 

No.  It is only that way if you choose for it to be.  The people are there and the will is there to reclaim our country.  Over a month ago I put in for time off from work after election day, so that I can go to Washington to participate in evicting the current of occupant from the White House if it comes to that.  You can bet your bottom dollar that if it comes to that, I will not be alone. 

It's too big to be a giant rock!

No, but I did drink the rest of the au jus broth that came with my French Dip & Swiss sandwich from Arby's.  Tasted nice and cozy.  

A divorced lady in her early 40's, out for a walk in the countryside, stumbles over an oddly shaped bottle. Picking it up and rubbing it lightly to see what it is, there’s a puff of smoke and a pixie appears from the bottle neck.
 
"Wow, that’s a relief,” says the pixie, “I’ve been in there ages. Your legs look tired. How about I give those muscles a rub?”
 
I don’t think so, she says, "How about giving me my youthful looks back again.”
 
The little man shakes his head, "Sorry, I can't do that. But sit on that rock over there and I can work wonders on those calves.”
 
She declines. "How about making me slimmer, with some curves in the right places?"
 
"Sorry, no can do." he replies, "But how about a relaxing shoulder rub?"
 
“How about finding me a caring, thoughtful, handsome man, then?”
 
"I can’t do that either, but my back rubs are just delightful,” he offers.
 
Annoyed she gives him a glare, "What is it with you? I ask 3 wishes, you can't grant any. What kind of a genie are you?"
 
"Hey, who said I'm a genie?" says the little man, "I'm a massage in a bottle."

I love Captain America I think he's the best

No, but I did drink the rest of the au jus broth that came with my French Dip & Swiss sandwich from Arby's.  Tasted nice and cozy.  

As for the issue of replicator viability...considering how large the universe is, humanity can easily solve the "energy" part of the equation with sufficiently advanced technology. All we have to do is avoid NBC annihilation, accelerated climate change and asteroids bouncing out of bounds long enough to reach that level of development.

The essence of Roddenberry's vision wasn't explaining how society would eliminate poverty and bigotry; it was the optimism to believe that the human race would grow up enough to do it.

Always has been the Man of Steel. 


 
So many reasons. Sense of morality, great adoption story, iconic. Love his power set, and honestly he's got some great stories. Inspirational hero. 

Usually my answer is "Whoever's comic I happen to be reading--" whether it's DC, or Marvel, or any of the other heroes in comics, or movies or TV.
 
But if I were honest with myself--there's only one answer.
 
For now--for always--SUPERMAN.

Don't worry, I already know how to French.

A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from Los Angeles to New York.
 
The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and rolls over to the window to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists and explains that the game is easy and a lot of fun.
 
He says, "I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me five dollars, and vice versa."
 
Again, she declines and tries to get some sleep.
 
The lawyer, now agitated, says, "Okay, if you don't know the answer, you pay me $5, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500."
 
This catches the blonde's attention and, figuring there will be no end to this torment, agrees to the game.
 
The lawyer asks the first question: "What's the distance from the earth to the moon?"
 
The blonde doesn't say a word, reaches into her purse, pulls out a $5.00 bill, and hands it to the lawyer.
 
"Okay," says the lawyer, "your turn."
 
She asks, "What goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four legs?"
 
The lawyer , puzzled, takes out his laptop computer and searches all his references ... no answer. He taps into the air phone with his modem and searches the Internet and the Library of Congress ... no answer. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his friends and coworkers but to no avail.
 
After an hour, he wakes the blonde and hands her $500.
 
The blonde thanks him and turns back to get some sleep.
 
The lawyer, who is more than a little miffed, stirs the blonde and asks, "Well, what's the answer?"
 
Without a word, the blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5, and goes back to sleep.
 

It.  Is.  On.
 
 
 

There was an old, old (as in: the first couple of years) Saturday Night Live skit where US currency was replaced by head cheese and the cash machine was dispensing fetid lunchmeat.  I haven't found that on the web, so I'm relying on a memory from the mid-1970s there.

The dark and edgy Klikita Klak, reknowned and feared plastic cyborg.
 
Years ago, when a large enough group of comic book collectors had decided they could stand no more, they rounded up all the Rob Liefeld comics they could afford and burned them in the largest crucible hung in the old abandoned foundry, murmuring curses and shouting confusing-yet-clearly-hateful things as they did so.....
 
Fifteen years later, the old foundry was purchased and converted to store front and mini-amusement park by a european company famous for its line of construction toys.  If only that down-on-her-luck cat burglar hadn't decided to find and loot the safe.  If only those comic book collectors hadn't quoted random bits of movie gibberish, accidentally invoking an ancient curse...  if only she hadn't fallen into that cursed vat of rejected Bionicle parts.....
 
 
 
 

Well, Duke--I disagree.  I liked the show a great deal.  So here's someone who can express my displeasure better than I can--
 
 

Perhaps this will help--
 
Exo-Squad

Variation of an old joke which I saw updated on YouTube: How many Trump supporters does it take to screw in a light bulb? None. Trump just says it’s screwed in, and they’ll all stand in the dark and cheer.

It may not be a real entry, but it is still worthy of scorn.  And thus--I'm going to scowl at you.
 

 
Don't you dare look away, Dadgammit.

"The Germans?"
 
"Forget it--he's rolling."

I hate this auto merge crap.

Scientific American Endorses Biden.  The first such endorsement in the publication's history.