It was the last straw and I just gave it to him this evening. I was so mad I almost shoved the piles of papers on his desk into his face. (His desk has been overturned by cameramen and reporters several times already.) Of course, I didn't do that and I made no personal attacks. I was so mad I spewed English at him. Hopefully I scared him enough to let him know that I'm done being pushed around.
But on the brighter side, in just two months, I'll be having good bosses for the rest of my life because finding someone just as bad as this piece of work will be next to impossible.