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The joys of cursing

Dammit, I forgot to eat one last bowl of popcorn yesterday.
*sigh* The deprivation begins. Today is the first day of Lent. I've decided to give up sleeping late (the anti-D's have cured my insomnia), popcorn, and ice cream. I went the deprivation route 'cause I'm a masochist that way, but more significantly, it fits my stereotyped view of what Lent should be. Hey, Westerners practice tea ceremony in Japan 'cause it fits their image of Japan. Tit for tat. I added ice cream for no good reason except that when I do something, I tend to go all out.

Several comments on yesterday's post made me think about cursing. Brett once told me something that a former boyfriend of his mother's told him, that profanity was a sign of intellectual laziness. I totally disagree. My thoughts are well-organized, and I have a fairly large vocabulary. What's more, I know how to use the damn words correctly, but I don't think it's necessary to go around sounding like William F.(ucken) Buckley. LIke Tina mentioned, I'd rather sound like Anthony Bourdain.

Some caveats: profanity for shock value isn't any good, nor should you shout it at the top of your lungs, or use it with people you don't know well, or combine it with sloppy thinking and poor vocabulary. Nor should you use it in front of children, something I need to stop doing, as I tend to piss my sister off. She doesn't want my nephew's first word to be "motherfucker."

But profanity when used properly adds a savour to language. It punctuates, it emotes, it adds emphasis. I don't need to add crispy bacon to my salad, either, but it adds that something extra.

Comments

For me, the concept of profane language is profane in itself.

Sticks and stones, ya know?

I love when people say something like, "I 'effed' up."

Guess what? I know what 'effed' means - - message sent, processed and interpreted as fucked. I'm a grownup. It's okay.

Or when cartoonists use "I F@#$&*^ up." Got it again, you clever devil.

I could see not wanting children having motherfucker as their first word, but once they've been in the schoolyard for about a week, it is part of their vocabulary whether the parents like it, or not.

Of course, the meaning of the word must be known.

Calling your Ma a whore on Christmas day, in front of the family, when you think a whore is some kind of animal IS NOT a good idea.

I never did that. I wouldn't. It never happened.

OH, THE GUILT!!!!!

Giving up sleeping late? You are masochistic.

I have always subscribed to the use of swear words in appropriate situations. I hate people that use fuck every other word, loudly and in public while on their cell phones.. I save it myself. For those special moments. Actually, my friends know that I truly mean it when I use that word. I like to think of it as a fine wine.. Carefully stored in my cellar until it's ready to be used. And when used it's an impressive, not at all bitter and full bodied FUCK! Hee. I guess I'm a swear snob, lol.

My brother and sister were convinced that "a twat" was a word for a type of female fish. Cue dinner with my very, very proper grandmother and my sister asking her if the fish we were eating was a twat. Christ.

As for swearing, don't stop.

xxB

I love swearing. Its like the bacon, its like the jalapeno's, its the spice in my verbal diet.
Big fuckin' hug.

Heh, maybe you should have given up swearing instead?!

Glad the insomnia has gone, at least the meds are doing *something*, at least there's *one* thing that's not going downhill.

Cursing is for people that love words.

Ha!

I asked my Dad what "prick" meant and he said "a penis" without missing a beat. He's cool that way.

Browning thought "twat" was a nun's wimple in the poem "Pippa Passes":

Then owls and bats
Cowls and twats
Monks and nuns in a cloister's moods
Adjourn to the oak-stump pantry

I'm all for being able to turn the cursing on/off depending on the situation. I can swear like a sailor with the rest of 'em and I be squeaky clean around children... if I so desire.

I do really like words that just sound like curse words. For example, "meniscus" and "blastocyst" are my two favourites.
Poop is also a great one and it even makes kids giggle.

thought I had learned to curse with the best of them when I was in high school, then advanced it even further in college. However when I went into the Marine Corp and arrived at Paris Island I learned work and word combinations that I never knew existed. numb nuts to skull fuck, pencil dick to cluster fuck, they were all new pearls cast before we swine, and of which we all partook in great quantity. After Paris Island I thought I had advanced to a new level and learned to use those words to punctuate my language as a prize fighter tends to punctuate his dance arouind the ring with a few well placed jabs (numb nuts and pencil dick) only to try and land a straight over punch (skull fuck) to the upper cut for a KO - cluster fuck.

Hiromi, I am right with you on the use of profanity to spice up our vocabulary. I think of it as a tonal quality to an otherwise dull teutonic brogue.

Aloha from the N. Shore where the weather has been crap for the last two weeks, (relatively) cold and definitely rainy, and the surf has been flaaaaaaat.
Right, my last comment was pretty lame probably since I was mostly gone at the time. I'm not going to diagram sentences or try to leverage logic, but when you say:
Hey, Westerners practice tea ceremony in Japan 'cause it fits their image of Japan. Tit for tat.
You certainly swerve towards an I'm not american stance. Of course you've made it abundantly clear that you are. Never mind, it just crossed my mind as I read the latest post.

Look, I want to say that I am going to Japan and of course I would like to hear your recommendations. Thankfully, I'll have about 2 and a half weeks on this trip, so nothing is really to far fetched, eg, other islands, whatever. And finally, Kanji, Katakana, and Hiragana - where do I gain the most traction?

No, finally, I'd like to second the view from Parris Island, and parenthetically say that the Marine Corps is just part of the Navy, to swear like a sailor is not just a cute turn of phrase but a definite reality. Going home means changing my vocabulary. Speech at work is crude and frankly embarrassing. I'm not against swear words and their proper use can be artful and dramatic, but overuse just dilutes their potency and degrades your class. Also found in the bookstore, not yet purchased: Japanese Street Slang - he says his Japanese friends gave him the following feedback: "this is like airing our dirty laundry out in front of an international audience" followed by "and our language doesn't have any bad words anyway."

fuck it. it feels good.

Tasteless comment deleted. For chrissakes, people.

I'm terrible about staying on topic...but that looks like the most amazingly comfy couch.

Swearing is useful when you want to leave someone in absolutely NO DOUBT about the force of what you want to convey. As the scottish comedian Billy Connolly put it, you never ever hear the phrase: "FUCK OFF, he hinted"

How long does lent run? Denial is not my cup of tea and I hope you have more will power than I. My psychiatrist says he makes his living on denial, and he doesn't mean the river.

Haha, Tina Marie, thanks for reminding me: Hiromi, I wanted to ask if all your sheets are white and all your furniture is covered in neutral-coloured throws... or do you just do that for the photos (not counting the colourful quilt)? :P

"Uvula" always sounded obscene to me.

"You certainly swerve towards an I'm not american stance." Pete, my comment was meant to be ironic. Also, I like putting myself in the role of "defender of the oppressed" for many reasons, personal amusement included.

Also, I'd avoid using slang in a foreign language at all costs - it takes a native speaker, or at least long-term immersion in that country, to be able to use slang and profanity proficiently. Also, if it's in a book, it's likely to be outdated.

You probably don't need to learn to read anything in Japanese if you're a tourist. All vital signs - e.g., directions in train stations and airports - are written in English as well.

If you have further questions, send them to me via email.

Rick, Lent ends on April 8. 40 days, I believe.

The couch is fairly comfy, but I dislike its narsty floral pattern, so I insisted on a cover. "Stone" or "eggshell" is always a safe bet, though boring.

I use the white/cream sheets because frankly, I'm not very creative. :p

Oh, and someone asked how I take the photos on the blog some time ago - they're all self-portraits, done with timer and tripod. And sometimes mirrors.

I was once in a pizza parlor in NYC. Two guys behind the counter were talking-

"I couldn't fuckin believe it. I fucking cut myself with the fuckin knife and there was fuckin blood every fuckin where. It fuckin hurt like I couldn fuckin believe, ya know?," says guy number one.

"Oh fuck man! Yeah, ya gotta be fuckin careful, those fuckin knives are fucking sharp as shit. Let me see.." pause "...Oh fuck man! That's fuckin nasty. You might fuckin need to go to the fuckin hospital for some fucking stitches!"

"Fuck. You fuckin think so?"

They went on like this for about five minutes. At first I couldn't fucking believe my ears but after a awhile I got into the fucking rhythm of it. It completely stopped being a curse word but functioned more like a high hat or cymbal in a jazz drum solo. The sheer repetitiveness of it became slightly hypnotic.

You know, Moatjon, one of my favorite scenes from The Wire (HBO Baltimore cop drama, if you're not familiar)is one in which the detectives are examining a crime scene, and everytime they discover or observe something, they say "fuck," with different intonations.

It was fucking brilliant.

Don't give up swearing. I need to give up popcorn. I don't eat it very often but when I do I go nuts. Wait. I was going to indulge this Lent. I decided I gave up unnecessarily moderating my behaviour ;)

Lot's of good fuckin reasons to fuckin swear. Like your fuckin friends in the fuckin pizza parlor know, it's a powerful fucking way to tell people where you fucking come from, who you fuckin identify wit, and who might as well go fuck themselves as try to participate in your conversation.

conscious profanity can be an effective form of punctuation.

"...profanity was a sign of intellectual laziness." Yep, as are truisms. ;)

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