I considered deleting this post. I wasn’t sure about the offensive nature of this message, so I asked my husband. “Do you think I should delete the post I wrote last night?”
“Why?” He asked.
“Well, because it might offend people and they might stop reading.”
“So you’re going to delete the post because you’re afraid it might affect the readership?”
When he said that it clicked. I was letting my ego get the best of me. The point of the blog is to present the real me to anyone that’s interested in knowing her. So, if the following offends you, I am very sorry. I never said you would like everything that you learn about me, but I hope you’ll keep learning. 🙂
Yesterday I found myself in the middle of a facebook argument with someone about the offensive nature of some song lyrics. The song and it’s lyrics were hilarious, the only problem was the song was called “Are You F***ing Kidding Me?” and the F word was used several times throughout the three minute track.
I wasn’t offended or bothered by the song because I’m not offended or bothered by that word. In fact, I have to admit I quite like the word. I once attended an event where several writers were asked what their favorite swear word was. I thought about my own answer and it is definitely the F word.
Now before you chastise me, take a moment to hear me out. To me the F word is a passionate word. It might be the most passionate word I’ve ever heard. It has so much power and emotion all locked away in four letters and one syllable. Anything you say is taken up a few notches by putting the F word in front of it. For example, let’s say a co-worker tells you that they are annoyed. You might think sorry, too bad about that. But, if they tell you they are f***ing annoyed you will probably go the other way and avoid them altogether. It also works in a positive manner. Let’s imagine someone tells you that you are beautiful. You might think yeah, yeah, sure..you don’t really mean that do you? But, if they tell you that you’re f***ing beautiful, well you’ll probably head down to the local beauty pageant office and sign up.
The word definitely has power. It is the only swear word that doesn’t jar me to say. When I am completely uncorked that is my word of choice and unfortunately I’ve said it in front of and to people I regret. I get that it is a very offensive word to some (maybe even most) people. I guess maybe I’m weird. I mean the F word I’m seriously offended by…the one that rhymes with dart…is a word most people teach their children to say. But when I hear it, say it, or even write it, it makes me want to crawl under a rock. So the moral of this story is..words are just words. It is up to us to decide how we let them affect us.
Note: I won’t dare post the song, but if you’re curious it’s called “R U F***ing Kidding Me?” by Kate Miller-Heidke and you can look for it yourself on youtube.