Curses! Foiled Again!

First off, my friend says he's reading this blog now so I can't say things behind his back say I have no readers anymore. I'm kidding of course, I would never say things behind his back. That he knows of. Seriously.

Moving on.

This is my rant about curses. Thus the title of the post, which actually happens to be a double entendre. So, bad words. What exactly makes them so bad? In my opinion, the only reason that they're "bad" words is that they're simply accepted as such. Most of them don't even mean anything except "poo" which isn't exactly a bad word. It just has a bit of a gross meaning. Even then, I'm not sure they came to mean that except for "crap" which was apparently part of the last name of the guy who invented the toilet; Thomas Crapper. I don't why other bad words mean what they mean, they just DO because we say so, as a society. A "crapper" was a toilet for a while, but now it's a curse word. Connection? I have no fucking idea. Leading, of course, into that particular word. I don't know where that one came from either; I do know, however, that it was originally intended, literally, as a "sentence enhancer", to the effect that its purpose is to emphasize meaning. I.E. "I hate my job" versus "I fucking hate my job"where emphasis is put on the word and therefore spread to the rest of the sentence; enhancing it, if you will. Basically, we have the power to make pretty much anything into a bad word, and we can, of course, make new words as well. Now that I think about it, I'm probably going to have to write something about sexual innuendos and how they annoy me sometime. I'm out.