With all the pitiful excuses for writers (pardon the shit out of me, I mean content creators) these days, I begin with an homage to bad grammar. Whom can tell when it’s correct to use him/he, her/she, I/me, who/whom? It ain’t the writers for television, that’s for sure. How use an apostrophe with a proper noun when indicating possession? Sanders’s latest speech? No, goddammit! Sanders’. Then there’s horse’s, horses’s? No, tin-eared professional writers, it’s horses’. Get it right or else, horses’s asses.
Now to the point of this blog. Look at the proposed budget that intends to eliminate Planned Parenthood, provider of health care to many many women. That alone dooms it, because as you know Acephale must be crushed by Boghul.
And Boghul’s clown president himself danced the sword dance with Saudi royalty after bowing before the King to receive a gold dog collar, caressed the Orb with all the guys and attended a male-only country western music concert. No wonder he had such a gas in Saudi Arabia and such a bummer in Europe with all those women throwing their weight around…
Boghul & Acephale 