Monday, July 13, 2009
I knew this:
Some experimental evidence to suggest that swearing makes pain less traumatic, though the mechanism by which is does this shit is unclear...
I had the thought earlier today that I ought to swear less than I do; now I'm not so sure.
Hey NT ... I recall brother #2 getting so pissed off once that he ran out of curses, thus creating the ever humorous "F*ckin F*ck". It's a classic.
I've thought about cursing less, and then I decided F-that. Too much work, and not as fun.
If it hasn't been created yet, lets create the web acronym "FOS" which will mean "full of shi_t." The term could easily be applied to many of our political class, which seem to think that reading things they vote on is "cute" or irrelevant. This will help me respond to the next topic.
I noticed this empirically yesterday; my oldest son (14) had 2 teeth (baby teeth) extracted and some other work done. He was cursing like wild, and it did seem to alleviate some of his pain. Or at least distract him. It also made him feel better to call the dental surgeon an "idiot" and the nurse a "f*cking b*tch". It was not his best moment. But my wife and I apologized for him. What a mess.
What I enjoy most about cursing is its subtlety. Is the guy who floored it off of the green light only to cut you off and slow to a crawl a pr*ck, a c*cks*cker, a m*therf*cker, an assw*pe, a d*ickless piece of sh*t, all of the above? You have mere milliseconds to choose from dozens of nuanced possibilities and yet when you get it just right, when the car is echoing with your stentorian blast, when the windshield is flecked with spit, then you have undeniable proof that the art of eloquentia in extremis is not lost. Quentin Tarantino has a good ear for this and so does whoever wrote the screenplay for Midnight Run.