I Surrender

I think it was William F. Suckley who characterized conservatives (people who want to conserve what’s right and what worked well in the past) as someone standing athwort the Tide of history, shouting “Pop!”

Imagine if you were Horace standing proud at the bridge outside Home, trying single-handedly to stop the Geordies from crossing a bridge so that the defenders could use the time to mount a fence — only to discover that instead of doing that, the inhabitants of Gnome were having a party and putting lipstick on their wives, sisters, daughters and preteen sons so that they’d be more attractive to the invaders.

Well, that’s how I feel in my struggle to preserve grammar standards nowadays.  What’s the point of running over a speed bump and complaining about how much it affects your reading pleasure, when the people who let the speed bumps fall off the back of the truck a) don’t care and b) are too busy heading off to their next big adventure of launching a podcast or showing their tits on Tuk Tuk to worry about some old geyser mouthing off about their shitty speling?

Even better when the Artificial so-called Intelligence can write a better sentence than the aforementioned scribes anyway, so they don’t have to bother creating anything at all?

There’s no point in trying to make the written word, you know, comprehensible when all your efforts are greeted with indifference or worse, a patronizing pat on the head with “There, there, Gramps.  Go take a pill and listen to your old unremastered non-autotuned Beetles songs.”  (unspoken:  just kill yourself you old fart, because why would you waste your time on such irrelevant activity when you could be a “content creator” on Instagram which you don’t subscribe to anyway.)

So that’s it:  I quit.  No more speed bump posts, no more kvetching about spelling errors, illiteracy, ahistorical writing or any of the multitude of sins which have infected modern writing like a malignant tumor.

I’m going back to the old standards:  guns, cars, booze, women and political rants, in no specific order of preference.  And if in my reading I encounter godawful spelling errors, dangling participles and misplaced commas (to name but a few), I’ll just ignore them and carry on — because that seems to be the current way of doing things.  Standards?  Who needs them?

And who am I to be the one not keeping up with modernity and trends?

So, for the last time:

News Roundup

More on that topic later.  In the meantime:


...note appearance of weasel word “could”.  Actually, the risk is infinitesimal, even if you’re taking SSRIs or the others mentioned. So have that second cup, with my blessing.


...hence the expression:  “To lie like a Clinton.”

Some good news for a change:


...oh yeah, baby.


...please Sir, may I have some more?


...oh thank you, Sir.


...wheeeeee!



...so arrest all these protesters, and if there are any illegal aliens among them (or Canadians for that matter), deport them too.


...not that anyone other than CNN cares what you think, McCabe, but if it makes you feel any better, we can charge his terrorist ass with mass murder together with hatecrime (which carries the death penalty #TimMcVeigh).

In Constitutional News:


...well done, Yeronner.  Now, if you can just persuade the other assholes among the Supremes (e.g. that little fart Roberts) to vote the way you do...

Some Economics News:


...yeah, well I’m waiting to see similar-sized price drops in meat, butter, bread, gasoline and electricity before I start handing out medals and bouquets.

In Entertainment News:


...I just hope that the involuntary retirees include some of the LGBTQSTFU persuasion because #Equity, but I’m not holding my breath.

Also:


...say it ain’t so, Mary Lou.

And in the Africa Wins Again category:


...it was only a question of time.

And in the usual unlinked dross known as 

  

And going back to our kind sponsor’s message:


...I have inexcusably not reported on the lovely Kelly or her “melons” (anagram alert) for some time, so I’ll make up for it now:

Only a week of love?  That guinea husband of hers needs a good smack.

And when she decides to dress it up a little:

And on that bountiful note, we can end this Roundup.

Opening That Box

Here’s a good one (via Insty, thankee Squire):

The Washington Post is planning to let amateur writers submit columns — with the help of AI

Well, I’m pretty much an “amateur writer”, but I guess my invitation to participate in said exercise got lost in the mail or something.  Still, I’m ready to pitch in.

And I won’t even need A.I.

However, I will need to do some preparation beforehand, so my Readers are welcome to suggest which topics they’d like to see me cover in the WashPo, in my usual style and manner.

Quote Of The Day

In response to this lament:

“These kids never learned the proper way to be a barfly,” said an L.A. bartender, quoted in “Gen Z Doesn’t Want to Start a Bar Tab/To the chagrin of bartenders, many 20-something bargoers prefer to close out and pay after every single drink.”

That’s not the quote.  This is:

As with everything else in the New York Times though, I am going to default to “none of these discussions actually happened” and the “author” just made everything up.

The man’s almost as cynical as I am.

Sic transit mendax.