If you're still reading this after that tasteful title, then I assume you can handle a couple of swear words. Words happen. We read them, we hear them, we think them; they will never go away, and we can't really ignore them. If you're a writer, you probably shouldn't stop thinking about words - or how anyone else chooses to use them. Yes, this is a rant on censorship. Let's begin:
Say you are an aspiring writer and you attend a conference and you hear a dirty word, what should you do?
A. Go bat shit crazy.
B. Head to the nearest listserv and condemn potty mouths who use such language.
C. Sit in the frumpy couch you've awaited the sweet kiss of death in for the past ten years and complain to your six cats, one of whom is the inspiration for your knitting/feline/cooking themed novel.
D. Realize that as a writer you shouldn't tell anyone how to express themselves.
If you picked A,B or C - bullshit. You'd never make it pass the title, so I'm not too worried. The correct answer is D.
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But if it wasn't for people who chose A, B or C it would cut down on the number of people I get to mock.
And then where would I be?
I forced myself to get past the title. I felt it was my duty to. At least one of us righteously indignant folks had to investigate so we could report back about the awful state of American culture. Heathens have definitely taken over. First Obama and now this.
BTW - "A" would have been my choice, but the words offended me. So I talked it over with the cats and Gee, my small grey one told me to chill. He picked "D". I told him he was going to Hell for that. He said he already was in Hell. He was living with me. Now I am really huffy.
Anyway, greetings from the panhandle.
Fuckin A'. (or rather "D")
- Jim
Are You a Honker? Die.
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