People may denounce you for swearing in public, but I don’t care. You’re my friend and as long as it was in good taste, then I’m all for it. Swearing can add so much to a sentence. It can be the icing on the cake. Your boss could tell you that you did a great job, but isn’t it more exhilarating when your boss tells you that you did a f**king great job? Profanity adds zest, expression and passion to language.
It can work against you as well. It is all about time and place.
Too much profanity can make you look unintelligent and disrespectful, which will not fare well for you at a meeting, interview or dinner with the in-laws. If you swear at the wrong time or without enough confidence and conviction then you will look like an amateur. The children of tomorrow will soon be teaching you how to swear, but the words won’t mean what they used to and you won’t have a grip on it until it is too late.
Learn it now, master it later. Just get a hold of it so that your next profane interjection is well-received, and responded with a chuckle and a pat on the back.
It is important to remember that you shouldn’t direct your profanity at someone by calling them something along the lines of a ‘see you next Tuesday.’
Of course there are some exceptions, maybe that guy or lady at work or school is a real [insert profanity here] and so it might be well deserved. You will have to be your own judge, but I have faith in you.
Anyhow, I have been thinking of swearing ever since I took my partner to the cinema where we watched the latest story by J.K. Rowling, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, on the big screen.
I won’t give away any spoilers. The movie was an enjoyable experience, however, there was a lot of profanity but it wasn’t coming from the speakers. Luckily, it was a later show on a Sunday night, so there were not many children present.
For my partner there was one scene that really resonated with her. She burst into laughter, yelling “oh f**k,” over and over again in tears, which had me laughing uncontrollably as well.
I did not tell her to hush up, or remind her that we were in a family movie. I did not tell her that swearing was not ladylike, and I did not condemn her trucker mouth. I laughed. I laughed because swear words are just that, words. They can only hurt if they are directed towards a person, just like any other word.
Your child can learn a swear word beside you in the movie theatre or they can learn it on the playground. Hell, they hear enough of it in the music they listen to and the shows they watch.
I’m not saying that you should be a helicopter parent with your hands cupped, ready to cover the ears of your little human. I’m telling you that they are going to learn to swear regardless. Profanity is commonplace. But you can educate your children on how to swear when they begin to use explicit language, themselves. Or you can choose not to.
Do you think I give a fuck?