"It's asking a great deal that things should appeal to your reason as well as your sense of the aesthetic." W. Somerset Maugham, 'Of Human Bondage', 1915 English dramatist & novelist (1874 - 1965)
"Who knows what form the forward momentum of life will take in the time ahead or what use it will make of our anguished searching. The most that any one of us can seem to do is fashion something--an object or ourselves--and drop it into the confusion, make an offering of it, so to speak, to the life force."
Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Swearing

The first thing I'm going to do when I get off the plane in NJ is scream, "Fuck!". Why? Because the thing I miss the most is swearing. It's bad enough you can't swear around the damn kids but people down here in the South are so goddamn polite, if you say "shit" or something they look at you like you're going to fuckin' hell. I mean jesus christ, give me a fuckin' break. It's bad enough I have to deal with the no good son of a bitchin' smug bastard neighbor and his stupid shit, but god forbid I swear at him or something. Then I'm the asshole or something. Hell, I'm just using language, while he's being a complete dick. Fuck'm.

Ah, but back home, every fuckin' other fuckin' word is fuck this and fuck that and I'll feel at home again.......
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