Heaven's gonna burn your eyes
16th April 2005
Ryette;3702469I am in full support of it.
In fact, it probably makes up nearly half of my sentence structure in casual conversation. :\
You should probably be somewhat concerned with that.
I don't have a problem with people swearing, but I prefer to keep my own swearing to a minimum. It's lazy and ignorant to reduce your language down to a handful words or so when the English language has more than a million to choose from.
masked_marsoe;3702553You should probably be somewhat concerned with that.
It was exaggeration for dramatic effect, obviously.
17th June 2002
Depends on the context. Please excuse the language in the examples presented below.
Constable John Bobbins found himself lumbered with the ever-pleasant duty of informing a member of the public that a close family member had been killed brutally in an incident earlier today. This was not the first time he had been tasked with this sort of responsibility, but he was finding himself growing increasingly pensive as he approached the rickety old door. With a sigh, he knocked. An elderly woman, probably in her late 70s, pulled the door open slowly and looked up at the officer meekly.
"Can I help you officer?" she asked in a grating voice.
"Mrs. Freely?" Bobbins asked. Ever since he had caused three people to go on a homicidal rampage after mistakenly telling them that their son had been murdered by a supermarket manager, he had made it his personal business to ensure he was dealing with the right people these days.
"That's right," the elderly woman nodded, pushing her glasses back up her nose afterwards.
"May I come in please?" he asked, removing his woodentop helmet and holding it beneath his arm.
"Of course, of course..."
Mrs. Freely cautiously escorted Bobbins into the house, closing the door after him. As with all houses inhabited by the elderly, the faint odour of stale urine immediately overwhelmed his senses, and there were dead cats all over the place in various stages of decomposition. Disgusted to the point that he felt like punching the old woman senseless, he nevertheless managed to retain his composure (this time) and took a seat in the lounge as he was instructed.
"Would you like a cup of tea, officer?" the kindly old woman offered. Various cracking noises emanated from her general location as she lowered herself into an armchair, and Bobbins was sure that at least one of them wasn't from her bones.
"F**k that s**t," Bobbins exclaimed suddenly. He had no idea what she would put in it, after all. Mrs. Freely looked quite startled. "Oh s**t, did I say that out loud? Sorry. Anyway, are you the mother of a Mr. Ian Peter Freely?"
"That's right yes," the woman nodded.
"Well bitch, he's f**king dead," Bobbins told her quite calmly. "Deal."
With that, he promptly rose to his feet and left the poor old woman to her heart attack, desperate as he was to escape the foul smell.
Richard was intent on building his shed before the aliens got to Earth. Nobody believed him, but he knew they were coming and he intended to be ready for them. A hiding place was necessary, and this shed would be the perfect one if he could ever get the damned thing standing. The staff at B&Q had laughed at him when he asked them to do it for him, partly because of the reason he cited, and partly because of the raccoon humping his leg at the time, and so he took it upon himself to do a little DIY.
His friend, Bartholomew, was watching from nearby as he experimented with various different alcoholic cocktails - he was obviously unable to deal with the stress of an iminent alien invasion. Richard had to get him into the shed quickly.
So he picked up the pace, hammering nails into the planks of wood at an even more furious rate. It was only when one of the planks turned a dark shade of red and he found that he couldn't remove his hand from it that he realised his mistake.
"Oh... my... holy... s**t!" he screamed as he experienced a mild amount of pain. Bartholomew immediately jumped up from his makeshift bar and took a close look, before bursting into hysterics. "This isn't funny! I've nailed my f**king hand down! S**t it hurts! It hurts! Call an ambulance!"
"Screw that, I'm taking pictures!" Bartholomew exclaimed. Sure enough, he pulled out a large digital camera and began taking close-up shots of the gruesome hand.
Shortly afterwards Richard died from blood loss, swearing all the while. But on the plus side, both Bartholomew and Richard's neighbours found the whole thing very amusing.
So boys and girls, what have we learned today?
That there is a time and a place for swearing. When you have nailed your hand to a plank of wood, then it is appropriate. When you are telling a sweet old lady that her unfortunately-named son has been killed, it is not appropriate. And then of course there are other times when it is just plain funny, however immature that may be - try randomly shouting 'f**k!' when you're in an elevator with numerous strangers, or when you're walking backwards down a busy street whilst wearing a bright green suit.
Anyway, here endeth the lesson. Eth.
Heaven's gonna burn your eyes
16th April 2005
RyetteIt was exaggeration for dramatic effect, obviously.
Of course, but if you meant what I think you meant, then my statement remains unchanged.
swearing is ok if it isnt overused like some kids do.
Wow, such long detailed stories, but point proven well. Heh, I like how they just take pictures of his hand and let him die. Sick cruel people they are. Oh, and what religion is against it?
Mothafucka yes! Of course I fuckin' do!
I swear all the time in real life, I see nothing bad about it, it's just a word. I don't know how one word is worse than another.
Casual swearing with friends is ok, but I would never do it in written form or to my parents.
It very much depends on the context.
Making a simplification and let's only look at FF.
Some swearing can be found in the various game forums, as well as generall discussions etc.
But it should only be nn-attacking swearing. often used as a means to tone what you wish to say.
Whereas, the pub should remain utterly swearing free--it's the most formal area of the forums.
And the spam? Well it is the spam--but even there you shouldn't let your fingers type freely
In my opinion, this links with the ability to convey oneself through eloquent articulation. The more eloquent an individual is in conveying his thoughts upon in any given matter, the more sophisticated he will appear. While I have nothing against swearing, in fact, I personally employ it on many occasions, although more as an internal joke or to provide a humorous effect when with my friends, I rarely use profanity as a means of conveying a message when in the presence of people who I don't know very well.
But, as I said, somebody with decent skills in language will appear to me as more intelligent than someone who decides to use profanity in order to get his points across, this applies to both written and verbal forms. While I admit that I also swear, as long as I'm in the presence of friends and no one else, I don't mind it if other people swear in my presence, but it depends on the manner in which it is done. You don't necessarily have to spew out swear words in order to try and amplify the significance of something, yet it seems there are a lot of people who suffer from that delusion.