Okay, let’s just start off with a fuchsia misspelling, in the latest issue of Poetry, of all places, in W.S. Di Piero’s poem “City Dog.” “Fuschia.” W.S.! You boob! You don’t use spellcheck? You have no dictionary? No horticulturist friends?
fu
Oh Estie.
xpost: it’s FOOH you arse!
this isn’t grammar, neither, but what is it with UK newsprint publications and their capricious attitude towards periods, a.k.a. full stops—especially those that mark the end of an article? i run into this syndrome constantly. in last week’s TLS, f’rinstance, the bizarre review of the probably bizarre-er “zombies and consciousness” (oxford press) end as follows:
“It is because he underestimates the depth and variety of zombist positions that his arguments fails”
stfu
Perhaps it was written by a zombie. For the undead there is no ending.
zombist :)
It sounds like it wasn’t properly subbed, and has run over its box. There’s another bit of the sentence you can’t re
ha ha ‘zombist’
“throw him out, he’s undead!”