This teacher recently handed out sheets of a song in English as a teaching tool. The song is replete, incredibly, with profanity.
This surprised me since there are thousands of songs in English with nary a single cuss word. Why did the teacher select this extremely grungy one?
Because she is young and a product of her times. Profanity is meaningless to her.
I do not curse in normal conversation apart from some rather mild — and very rare — exceptions for emphasis and salt. It’s not due to religious compunctions because I am not a church person and never have been. I am, however, culturally conservative.
My wife is even more so. At times, out in public, she will overhear young women* and she will be astonished at the profanities flowing in casual conversation, which she explains to me — more delicately — since I lack the finer points of Spanish potty mouth.
Crass conversation is the new normal. Blame the cultural earthquake of the 1960s. Blame the freewheeling nature of most internet communication. Blame parents who want to be “friends” to their bratty children. Blame the demonizing of all censorship and all judgment.
There is plenty of blame available.
Someone famous once said that civilization is just a sheet of paper covering a volcano. We are slicing that sheet of paper, thinking it doesn’t really matter.
But it does matter. Language shows your soul.
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* Obscenities from women surprise her more than those from men. Me too.