Denzel Washington > Tom Hanks and I'm sorry.

I was looped into (OK honesty time I looped myself in) to a debate on Facebook about which actor is the best of our time: Tom Hanks or Denzel Washington.

Initially my thought was: no contest. It's Denzel. I don't understand why we're having a debate.

But then the Tom Hanks stans went so hard I had to step back and think about whether or not I was trippin'

But I can assure you I am not. Here are my arguments.

Denzel Washington played Malcolm X. Today (May 19th, the date this debate began) is Malcolm's birthday, so triple points for Denzel.

Denzel is sexy as hell.

I mean, can I just...

Tom, you're a sweetheart but I'm sorry, Denzel's got you on hotness.

Tom and Denzel both have two Oscars. But Denzel was only the second African American actor to win an Oscar for Best Actor in a Leading Role (second to Mr. Sidney Poitier). So if we're talking best of our time, that's a heavy stat.

We saw Apollo 13 in science class, but we watched Remember the Titans in every class.

EV-ER-RY CLASS.

Training Day.

Yes, that's it's own point.

Denzel has been partnered with the BEST leading ladies. Whitney Houston, Paula Patton, Julia Roberts, Angela Bassett, Eva Mendes... Sorry, Meg Ryan, but no.

Yes, Tom worked with Halle but that movie was horrible and you know it.

American Gangster.

Jay Z was moved to create an entire album because Denzel is so amazing. Name someone who made an entire album because of Tom Hanks. I'll wait.

None of the characters in Orange is the New Black have Tom Hanks hanging on their walls.

These women are INCARCERATED! They only want the best to stare at every day forever!

No one is asking Tom Hanks to appear on the greatest show on television today.

So, sorry Tom. I love you. You're incredible. You brought us Woody, Chuck Noland (but really, Wilson), Scott Turner and Andrew Beckett. But you also brought us the Da Vinci Code, and that's hard to come back from.

Denzel is the once and future king. The best damn actor of our time. END OF DISCUSSION.

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