Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Fuck. Piss. Shit. Bitch

I grew up in a fairly liberated home. Make that a very liberated home. My mother was the artist that marched to the beat of her own drum, and my dad was the dentist, the glue that fixed the "damage" my mother had done. My mother would teach us to think freely, to be ourselves, and my dad would make sure that we kept on track with school. I have an older sister, Abra, who is the typical black sheep of the family. She dropped out of several school and still to this day can't hold down a real job.

Abra was the one person that I wanted to hang out with the most in my childhood, even though I often had many dreams of a whale tearing her arm off. I wanted to be like her and have her friends. Needless to say, I was the typical, obnoxious little sister. Since I tried everything to be more like her, I ven picked up her habit of swearing like a sailor at the tender age of 10. A habit that she had initally learned from my parents and CD's before they had warning labels on them.

To this day I still have the mouth like a sailor and my parents still give me shit about it. I really don't see it as a problem these days, aside from when I end up saying "fuck" during an interview.

I am sure that when I was in fifth grade and telling people that "my sister was a bitch" and screaming at her in the grocery store to "fuck off", it probably didn't make my parents look so good, and probably gave the rich suburbanites a good shock.

Now the roles have reversed. When I was walking home after a class the other day, I saw a pack of fourth or fifth graders in the middle of the street attempting to start a fight with a friend. They were throwing off their coats, swinging their arms and telling the friend to "suck his cock" and telling the friend that refused to fight that they would "call him a bitch for the rest of the year."

Needless to say, I was shocked. But then I thought about my own sailor mouth and my upbringing. But then I also thought about the media today and how rarely they bleep out words in movies and TV shows. They have even let commercials get away with printing words like 'bitch" on VH1. Of course this change doesn't bother me at all. In fact, it actually makes me happier because networks are no longer sugar coating everything and catering to a younger audience than myself. But then I thought about the kids and how this will effect them.
Then I realized that I didn't care about the kids.

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