Monday 7 May 2012

FUCKING VS KILLING


What is wrong with fucking? I do not mean an actual action verb, which describes an action also known as sexual intercourse, but I am talking about a curse word: fuck. Why is this innocent word, which is almost universally considered vulgar, banned, beeped out, and cut out from our lives? Why does this word offend your slutty grandmother, who in her time was never a good girl to begin with.
People have been fucking since the beginning of time. It is the fucking that was in the beginning of each and everyone of us. Fucking is what we do a lot for pleasure and sometimes we do it to reproduce. We think about fucking a lot, for our sexual desire, or to put it simply, a need to fuck, is the moving force of our every action and is our motive. This is not my thought, as this theory was developed by Freud. Fucking also feels good, very good. Could you name me anything that feels better than fucking? If fucking is very good, why is it a vulgar, inappropriate, and a forbidden word? Both the verb and the curse word fuck appears on pages of good, even classical, books; movie characters say fuck quite a lot; fuck is not a rare guest in song lyrics; we use fuck all the time because fuck is a part of our lives. The expletive fuck or fucking as an action verb is used in everything that reflects and represents real life. Fucking is life. Why is this word so bad? I, honestly, do not understand.
We all know and we all agree that killing is wrong and that killing is death, yet killing, violence, and death are shown openly and frequently on TV, in movies, and  everywhere. You can’t turn on the news or read a paper without hearing that word kill, or seeing footage or a picture where someone is killed.  Why is this normal? When I take the TTC, I often see the news on TV screens, which tells me mostly about accidents and deaths. Why do they need to shove it in my face all the time? Aren’t we afraid that our kids will be influenced by violence and aggression and not by love and passion? Yes, I do connect passion and love with fucking. Soldiers and generals, who promote war, killing, and violence, are heroes, but women and men who serve the very basic urge of every human being, selling their bodies to strangers, are criminals. We give medals and honors to the first ones, and we shame and prosecute the others. It does not make sense.
Not only is it not embarrassing to play games where kids kill each other, but on the contrary it is highly honorable and, moreover, killing others makes you strong and powerful, but showing emotions or loving someone is left for sissies.
Would you rather have two fighting people saying I will kill you, and then kill each other, or would you prefer two arguing people saying I will fuck you, and then do it? If they do fuck each other, instead of killing one another, there will  be less violence and more pleasure, and all quarrels and wars could be settled in beds. Everyone would be satisfied and happy. Everyone is fucking because fucking feels good, and yet fucking is bad?
The same stupid attitude apples to a female’s nipple. The human nipple is forbidden, censored, and taboo and a publicly exposed nipple is scandalous. “The criminal” (who exposes a nipple), is put to shame, banned and punished. A nipple, which we all, every single one of us, used to feed on, is taboo today. The nipple that gives us milk is hidden and forbidden, but a gun, which can kill any living thing, is exposed, shown and paraded. Death won this game long time ago and we haven’t even noticed it.
I propose, that we do not show guns on TV nor in movies unless it’s absolutely necessary for the storyline. If you show a gun, make sure it’s blurred or covered with a black square, as you do with nipples. I am appalled by the hypocrisy and stupidity of censors and lawmakers who ban life and promote death. We live in a world where killing wins over fucking, and guns win over nipples. Am I the only one who see trouble in this?

P.S.
The main reason that motivated me to talk about this subject is the enormous hypocrisy and pretense that we surrounded ourselves with when deciding what is good and what is bad, what is appropriate and what is not. I can’t tell you what is right for you, but I ask you to be honest at least with yourself; to be honest at least about important things, and at least, be honest.

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