Read Pam’s blog posts “Cussing Christians, Freakin’ A!” and “The F Word and Christians” for a more thorough look at Pam’s thoughts on cussing.

It’s ironic that the topic of profanity came up in the city of Portland (which is where Pam lives). The first (and only) time I dropped the F-bomb in my parent’s presence was on a family trip to Portland. It caused lots of family drama. My dad was troubled by what he perceived as a decline in my values and I was frustrated that I couldn’t be authentic around my family without feeling judged. I was 25 at the time. I was taught growing up that certain words are inherently bad, but now wonder if there’s more to it than that. I like how Pam sees profanity as something that adds emotion (good or bad). That’s also where I landed following the incident with my family. I realized that I was trying to provoke my dad and including “fuck” in the sentence brought emotion to that provocation. I ended up apologizing to my family for my insensitivity and I’ve not cursed around them since. However, profanity continues to be a part of my vocabulary and I’m OK with that for reasons similar to Pam’s.

What do you think?

Do you use profanity? Why or why not?

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Pam Hogeweide is a writer in Portland, OR who has a blog called How God Messed Up My Religion.