Exhibit A: Topeka. Phillip and Deirdre sit, crunching numbers in silence at a restaurant. It seems he’s badgered his way into Deirdre’s affections lukewarm tolerance. The worst date ever is followed by the worst, I mean the worst sex we’ve ever seen on this show. As with their interaction last week, this will be painfully familiar to women who have winced their way through uncomfortable intercourse with someone who isn’t paying attention. I really want to like Phillip (full disclosure: that may be, in part, due my massive, unstoppable crush on Matthew Rhys) so I don’t think he’s doing this deliberately. He’s distracted, lost in a memory of his childhood. Here, we see his father bringing home a bag of what is allegedly food, but which looks a lot like horse droppings, or clots of dirt. Knowing what we know about his early life, it could be either, or something even worse. Just before young Phillip takes a bite, the scene cuts back to Deirdre’s bedroom where she collapses on top of him. Cut with the flashback, this awkward sex scene makes more sense to us, and probably to Phillip too. Lie back and think of Russia.