Uh-oh….cracks are forming in a once mighty edifice….

For the first time, Darth Swank admits to liking something I can’t stand: Popeye cartoons. I never liked Popeye, and I even have hazy memories of having temper tantrums when as a four-year-old the babysitter made us watch him. I just never grokked the whole thing — a barely articulate sailor who’s a weakling, unless he eats canned spinach, in which case he becomes a superhuman dynamo, along with his goofy girlfriend and some plump goofball who is obsessed with hamburgers.