Hi! I’m Salty the Sailor
I’ll be on high alert, keeping a weather eye out for all those horrible curses and swears that can pop out of our well meaning, but not always medicated author. Look for my Sailor Alert <——– that’s it over on the left. When you see this graphic…STOP.
Ahoy! There be bad language ahead!
You’ve been warned. Proceed at your own risk. These waters be full of smarmy!
You KNOW how I feel about cussing. It makes me so mad I could just…. spit
We talked about it in my my blog, Code Red Hat and you know my blog is a no-cussing zone.
And I know yours isn’t.
My internal response to salty the sailor is quite entertaining. Part of me looks at it and goes “hmmm, cussing… moving right along… click” because I really don’t need to have cussing in my head. Part of me looks at him and says “hmm…. wonder what drove her to cuss” and I’m curious. I suspect that’s what you are counting on. It’s really a brilliant marketing plan. Take about 10% of your posts and label them as mildly offensive and then watch the page views.
And honestly, there’s another part of me that says mmmm…… nice bicep. But that’s beside the point.
My objection to cussing isn’t based on prurience or an objection to scatological humor on a theoretical basis. It’s based on a belief that relying on those tired vocabulary words cheapens us as writers and a very real desire to not have garbage floating around in my head.
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Salty’s feelings are hurt.
He’s not a marketing technique. He’s your friend. He wants what you want, a swear-free blog post experience. He’s here to give you the ability to choose if you read a post that contains profanity . He can’t help it if he has “appreciable biceps”. He can’t help it if the “forbidden” may entice some to continue reading instead of steer them away. He’s just Salty the Sailor – your early-alert-eye-candy-warning-system.
{Kathy} Thanks for the warning. I shall heed it.
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Kathy,
Salty says, “Thanks! Glad to be of service, Ma’am. I’m always here to help.”
I completely understand Susan’s opinion regarding cussing. There are those who argue that using profanity to express one’s thoughts is lazy and uncreative. I totally get that. That being said, you may want to bring out Magnus right about now…
I personally LOVE profanity and think that the F Bomb is the most versatile word in the English language. I mean, really, think of just how many ways you can use that word. It can be a noun, adjective, verb, pronoun…the possibilities are offing endless! And, trust me, I can get bloody offing creative with the F bomb! Sure, there are times that it is completely inappropriate. I’m pretty sure its frowned upon to yell at a kid’s soccer game, “Kick the effing ball!” And you would probably see a few raised eyebrows if you were to refer to the super delicious chicken spaghetti at your church pot-luck as being “The Shit”. So, obviously, we don’t say these things in these situations. Reading a blog with foul language is kind of like watching lemur porn, if you don’t like it, don’t view it.
This is my opinion and it is worth exactly what it cost. Oh, and the chicken spaghetti really wasn’t The Shit, it was Off The Effing Hook!
Ugh! And CLEARLY my EFFING computer felt the need to censor my substitution for the effing F bomb by replacing it with OFFING!!!! How freakin’ lame is that?? Thanks a lot autocorrect!
SENSOR…not CENCOR…damn!
My dear RicAndrea, having personally witnessed the creative string of swears you have woven into a tapestry of colorful expression, I would say your response was down right apropos.
I like your sailor! I think this is a good idea so that readers like myself who might have school-aged children reading over our shoulder know to save that post for later.
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