It's All In the Meaning

My ex-husband Richard, who I affectionately called Dick, used to get very upset when I said the "F" word. Dick, didn't mind when I "f***ed" him, he just didn't want me to say it. He said it wasn't ladylike. As if I was ever a lady.

Anyway it got me thinking. Which is scary, although I am a legend in my own mind. It got me thinking. The "F" word is not bad or dirty by itself, it is the meaning we give it.

For instance let's suppose that the "F" word meant what the word church means and vica versa.

So you might ask your friend if "he was going to "F***" on Sunday." Or you might tell your sister that she "should go to hear the great preacher at "F***." Or a survey would find that 40% of the American population goes to "F***" every Sunday.

The opposite would also be interesting. If you were really angry at someone you would say, "Well church you." Or, "I churched her brains out last night." Kids would get into big problem if they used the "C" word but saying f*** would be considered okay and very good if you went to f*** on Sunday.

It really isn't the word, it is the meaning that gets us into trouble.

So if you don't like it, well CHURCH YOU!

And so as the little boy answered when asked what part of him was hurt when he fell on the slippery floor, "The End."