Mr. Burns is similarly perfectly cast as a heartless capitalist willing to do anything for a quick buck, even if it means endangering the lives of those around him and Marge elegantly rounds out the main cast as a good, pure-hearted and overly indulgent woman who sees the big, good heart (literally and metaphorically) of a monstrous man-brute.

Dark eyes, epicanthic folds obviously the result of surgery, an angry dusting of acne across pale narrow cheeks.

The doctor now interposed, and prevented the effects of a wrath which was kindling between Jones and Thwackum […]

I then marked out three ways in which we can instead describe and demarcate ourselves in terms of the sapience that distinguishes us from the beasts of forest and field.