Epiphany!

“A comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization”

I had an epiphany today. It truly was a sudden intuitive realization that I’ve been using the term “F*ck you!” totally wrong.

Now I’m not big on swearing. For me the occasional damn, shit or hell is about as far as I’ll go in public. It’s not that there’s anything wrong with swearing, it’s just that – as a friend so succinctly pointed out – using swear words seems a bit lazy when there are so many other wonderful words one can use to express their feelings and emotions. That doesn’t stop me from using them, but it does make me pause a bit.

Until now, “f*ck you” has always meant something derogatory and mean – a term you use when you’re really pissed off and want something awful to happen to the person to whom it’s directed. But when you read romance or erotic novels – or just the tabloids – you hear (meaning read) people saying things like, “I want to f*ck you,” or “f8ck me baby” or, well you get the picture, right? Now they’re not using the term in a derogatory manner. They’re using it to mean “let’s have sex” or “let’s copulate” or, well you get the picture, right?

Now to me, sex is a very pleasurable activity. So when you say “f*ck you” to someone, aren’t you telling them to go do something that’s going to make them feel good? Hmmmmm! If I really want to insult someone I don’t want to make them happy in the process.

I’ll never be able to say “f*ck you” to someone again when I’m upset. I have to come up with a new term. I’m thinking “piss on you” (icky and totally gross) might be a better phrase. Do you have a better one?

And, the next time someone says, “F*ck you!” to me, I’m going to smile and say, “Thanks!”