Fallehuckinglujah is my comment on the power of words; it's a bastardization of Hallef***inglujah, which I am wont to say in moments of joy but cannot because of the f*** part. If, however, I switch the f and the h it retains the same feeling but is no longer obscene. Same feeling, same letters, only two letters switched but one is verboten and the other is, well, not


13 October 2017 by admin

Losing Bill Cosby was rough. He was a big time hero of mine growing up and he turns out to be a rapist. Now Harvey Weinstein comes along and sours the love I have for the movies he made while he was forcing young women to have sex with him. Young Shakespeare. The English Patient. I can’t listen to anything by Michael Jackson, can’t watch anything with O. J. Simpson or any number of really bad guys. Different fuck ups but fuck ups nonetheless.

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