Now that John Cleese has a lemur named after him, it’s finally safe to talk shit about famed American playwright David Mamet. The Pulitzer Prize winning Glengarry Glen Ross scribe has apparently been moonlighting as a “cartoonist” for Huffington Post. Only thing is, the dumb bastard can’t spell. Notice anything peculiar here, aside from the fact that he’s an artless douche who struggles without consequence to make grand political statements? This is perhaps one of the most pointless scribblings ever. His handwriting’s practically indecipherable, though, so he must be a genius.

  This is someone, by the way, who taught at the Yale Drama School, and who is regarded by many as one of the finest talents working in film today. Dare I forgive him for two identical misspellings of the word “doesn’t”? What about his consistently terrible punctuation? This is the same pretentious crybaby who chooses to remain uncredited when doctoring scripts, after all. Why on Earth would such an esteemed hack affix his idiotic signature to this piece of trash? I guess it just “dosent” matter anymore. His career was finished when he forgot to remove his name from Hannibal. You may be able to fool most of the people some of the time, Mamet, but some of us are way ahead of you most of the time. Our language has an alphabet for a reason, you jive-ass loser.