Words....

    I'm linking up with http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/ , check out other opinions there. The topic is "how do you feel about cussing in blogland; acceptable? unacceptable? Do you keep reading?" I'm not a fan. But then, I'm not a fan of cussing anywhere. Words have so much power. They can calm a troubled child, sooth a broken heart, celebrate a victory and offer quiet sympathy. With so many available words in any language, swearing seems lazy. Okay, okay, so I'm from Utah where if you make "gosh" mad you go to "heck", but I'm not that isolated. Remember, I just spent a month on a Navy ship. Bad language, the kind your mother threatened to wash your mouth out with soap, is everywhere. It may have started with Rhett Butler in "Gone with the wind" when he told Scarlett...."Frankly, my dear, I don't give a darn" at the end of the movie. Cussing has become very main stream. It's in all movies, on television and in most written literature.
    It seems when people do swear, even in their own opinion they find it offensive or wrong. Most people will ask you to "pardon their french?" What makes cussing french? Was it invented in France? Or do we just blame offensive things on the french people?
   I especially don't like the use of swearing in the place of adjectives. Really, people? There are seriously so many available words. Words that are gentle and kind. Words that can build somone up. Words that when used by a creative and intelligent mouth can describe unknown worlds and deep emotions. You sell yourself far short if you use cussing in many of your sentences.
   Sometimes after witnessing an especially fowl display of bad language, I'm saddened. Why? Because someone has to kiss that dirty mouth.

Remember, what you say is a reflection on who you are and where you come from. Doesn't your mother deserve better representation?