(Plinky.com sends me an email everyday with a question meant to inspire a blog post. Occasionally I take the bait.)
Swear words, pro or con?
Well…shit…I don’t know. Depends. Are we talking about when I’m blogging or in my everyday life?
I’m from New Jersey. I use profanity. While I use discretion most of the time, my 12-year old son has heard me. I’m neither proud nor ashamed of that fact.
I remember wrestling with whether or not to use profanity when I started my first blog with a couple of friends back in 2004. I never decided to be anti-profanity, but I did find myself either avoiding it or using thinly-veiled substitutes like frickin’.
And, while I’m staunchly free speech and believe strongly that self-censorship can be stifling to the creative process, I do use profanity sparingly, confident that it’s hardly ever the only way to express any given thing.
That said, every once in a while it just feels right and comes naturally and who the fuck am I to mess with nature?!