I was in a deep conversation with a friend
of mine some time ago on why it is necessary to hold ourselves to a higher
standard. Her choice of argument was the misuse of language. She has an immense
dislike for bad language. The debate went on for a while and while there were
no winners, I got her point of view and hoped that she was open to
mine.
Say it With a Smile
One day she found herself caught between a
rock and a hard place. Out of sheer frustration, the choicest words flew out of
her mouth. She was deft, accurate, and pretty darn colorful with her language.
She knew what words highlighted the issue. She was frustrated because nothing
was going her way. To her bad luck, I was in the vicinity and this was
priceless! Here was a person who outs others because of their use of colorful
language but used every F, B, C, D to drive home her points of view. I guess
the shoes fit this time. But, I couldn’t stop laughing! I still do.
I would like to address the issue of how
many people look down on others and put themselves on a pedestal because they
are supposedly better. All of us want to get by without using bad words. I do
not have my preference for colorful language, I use them as I go along. I have
been known to choose my words wisely, and refrain from throwing snarls at
others. But let us not digress, as I speak up for why it is necessary to stress
a point by using colorful language to highlight the issue, or not.
Driving the Point Home
I do not like to use bad language in
general, but when the occasion arises, the words flow out of my mouth like
water from a gushing fountain. While I want to hold back and stop midway or any
way really, it is quite impossible primarily because the words are already out.
While I may apologize for my use of colorful language, the deed has been done.
Sometimes, however, when a person or situation gets my goat, I try to hold it in
(not the paunch please – get with the story already!) and stop my verbal
diarrhea. It is so difficult, but I try.
Angst and Tongue in Cheek
About a month ago I made a promise to
myself that I would rein it in and stop getting cross and bothered. Of course,
that is quite impossible given that ... you know I have to be real.
Nevertheless, I must say and I am proud of myself that no colorful language has
spilled out of my mouth, and I hope not in my prose. At times I try to
sugarcoat the duck with the luck just to prove that suck is not about the muck.
You get the drift here, and probably know what has been my word of choice.
While I pat myself on the back, I kinda get why it is relevant to stop soiling
the tongue. I may dish because of my angst but in the long run, I feel that my
tongue would prefer the taste of something savory or sweet without lousy
trimmings.
Screw It
On this note, while I may not have stuck
with the plot from my opening para. Every day is a winding road. And while I
take the punches that come my way, meanness, and lack of concern daily, I live
for a better tomorrow. Let the dirt that arises from elsewhere settle as I try
my luck (uh uh) with sprouting words that have a better meaning. And while I do
need the hammer to drive the point home, I just cannot do it without the screw!
That’s it for now. Have a bright day.
Xo
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