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Monday, September 29, 2025

"Pronouns, Shmonouns!" Confessions of a Culture-war-weary LGBTQIAphobe

'Til recently, 
were one call'd John 
or Jack or Joe  
or Jim, 
the pronouns folk 
would call upon 
were, as a rule, 
he/him. 
And we're one's name 
Babette or Bea, 
or Biddy call'd 
one were, 
the pronouns used, 
believe you me, 
were, on the whole, 
she/her. 
Now's heard they/them,
ze/zir, qui/quem...
All bore me 'til 
I'm numb.
(You ask me what 
MY pronouns are...? 
MY pronouns are 
ho/hum.)

The Doughboy Don Drumpf of Down D'here: an Homage to Mildred Plew Meigs Brought to You by the Letter D

WTF! It's Sir POTUS,  Don Drumpf of Down D'ere, of whose op'randi modus  we all must beware. Yet it's hard to ignore  the re...