Tuesday, December 02, 2008

It Gets More and More Pukifying . . .

. . . Not only did André Alexis ante up his deux concerning the bullshitress gurgling down the drain in Ottawa, Vit Wagner also raised the stakes (if only she and her shills would burn at one) over at the competition.

What neither scribe reveals is the good-buddie-buds' "friendship" that exists between the winner's daddy and the very compromised juroress — who couldn't write her way out of a zip-lock baggie if she tried, IMO — in question. Of course, you may read between the lines of the writing on the fall-down crawl-down bawl-down blues; but, when it comes to the literary pissofficer in question, the Canada Council's Melanie Rutledge, what else is old news? She so hates me, I gots nothing (left) to lose, eh?

Somebody oughtta step down, yesterdead! All this power-puffing jury-stacking's gone to her head!

Resign! You're way out of line, Madame! Poetry does not deserve your kind of slime!

CONFIDENTIAL TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE ANTHONY ROTA, MP: Please, Dear Sir, when The Coalition takes control and puts our country back on track, investigate this garbage that's more of the same ol' shame ol' ReformaCon flak! Thank you.

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