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Wednesday Addams taught me that deadpan sarcasm is a valid personality trait. The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers taught me that a ragtag group of diverse weirdos is stronger than any single perfect person. And every single John Hughes movie taught me that the quirky best friend usually gets the last laugh (or at least the best closing credits song). I learned that the Beast wasn’t a monster,

Popular media is obsessed with conflict. But unlike real life, where arguments fester in silence, Mrs. Entertainment showed me the anatomy of a fight. Writing fan theories taught me how to analyze

Let me introduce you to my first teacher: (A bit of a mouthful, I know. She goes by "Pop.")

I prefer a different title: A graduate of the Mrs. Entertainment School of Hard Knocks.