Eh! Don’t swear, ehso!

In today’s world, it seems like a lot of people are coming down with Tourettes or something. It’s like they swear because it’s an uncontrollable habit that just happens. To some people, swearing isn’t even swearing. Swearing, to them, is a normal part of their everyday conversation. But for me, I try not to swear whenever possible. If I do, I make sure I whisper it or something. But sometimes, it just comes out.

Some people swear because they get mad. Other people swear because they are happy. And then you have those who are in between. I can understand the use of swear words when you’re mad but in today’s world, swearing isn’t even swearing. You can probably slip it into your conversation somewhere and no one will take offense.

I hang out with a group of guys that like to swear. They seem to do it a lot too whether they know it or not. They don’t swear once every five minutes. It’s more like once every other word. The most popular swear phrase at the moment is “Fuck that shit!” In a situation where the answer could easily be “no” the speaker opt to use that phrase instead. Could you imagine a world where people would say, “Fuck that shit!” instead of “No!”

Cashier: Would you like fries with that?
Customer: Fuck that shit!

Charity: Would you care to donate $1 to help world hunger?
Person: Fuck that shit!

Police: Do you know fast you were going?
Driver: Fuck that shit!
Police: I’m going to have to ask you to get out of the car!
Driver: Fuck that shit!
Police: 376 to Control, I’m going to need back up ASAP!

You can get yourself into a heap of trouble because some people can take offense even if you don’t mean it. Not everyone has a sense of humour these days.

I was raise not to swear. When I was little, I was a little rebel. I did a lot of things that my parents told me not to do. Swearing was something my parents frowned upon. My dad would be playing video games and when he lost he would swear. At least, I thought he was swearing at the time but now that I think of it, “son of a garbage can” doesn’t sound like anything offensive. It’s more funny than offensive. If someone called me a “son of a garbage can,” I would just look at them with a confused look on my face.

One time I was over at my friend’s house and we were playing Street Fighter. I kept losing because it was my first time playing the game. So before round two started, I looked at him and said, “You’re going to fucking get it now!” Right after those words came out of my mouth, I covered it. I thought swearing was going to bed cool but it wasn’t. There was no need for me to swear but I just wanted to try it out. I didn’t feel any better after saying it. I think I felt kind of bad.

From that day on, I didn’t see any point in swearing. It didn’t feel like a good thing but it didn’t feel bad either. Nowadays, I swear just for the hell of it. I rarely swear because I’m mad. I swear as a form of exclamation.