My thoughts on…swearing
Do you realize that just about everyone’s swearing nowadays? From the old to the young, everyone’s mouth needs to be washed out with soap. It used to be that people used to swear when they were in pain or something went terribly wrong. Then people started swearing to bring their point across. To heck with constructing a convincing argument. There’s no time for that in today’s fast-paced world. Just throw in a “f%$king” and people know you mean business. Nowadays people just swear for the heck of it. I mean why not? Like the great philosopher Eric Cartman said, “it don’t hurt nobody.” Plus everyone wants to prove that they’ve got edge and attitude, and there’s no better way to do that than sound like a drunken sailor with Tourette’s syndrome. I experience it a lot at university. Students, armed with their newfound freedom and bent on proving their “maturity,” belt out badwords for absolutely no reason, and I have to deal with it every day.
I for one don’t swear (not regularly anyway). Not saying I never told someone off, but I can can’t remember the last time I swore. That’s how infrequently I do it. That’s how I was raised. My parents put great restraint on their tongues and so do I, especially my dad. Not like I’m totally against swearing. I welcome them when they’re used creatively. But I fucking hate it when people swear just because they can. It’s rather inconsiderate. Oh shit! Now I’m doing it! Aaah! While we’re on the topic of swearing, here are some interesting curses. You have bomboclaat, which is indigenous to Jamaica. F-you in Spanish is “corijo tu,” in French it’s “baise-toi.” If you’re Jewish, it’s “fegg di” in German. And, in these times of terrorism, you can say “aneekak” in Arabic, so you can say “Hi Mom” while you’re the star of Al-Qaeda’s next video, starring as the soon-to-be-executed infidel.













