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Psychological study suggests that use of profanity could be a source of pain relief.
Stonking article by David Mitchell on the strangeness of people being offended by profanity. “It’s daft to say a particular sound, regardless of context, must never be uttered, and ironically only guarantees it will be, by giving it rebellious cachet.”
Barack Obama recorded an audiobook of Dreams of My Father, which means he says the words of the people in his life. Including Ray, who swore. Which means we have an MP3 of our president saying “You ain’t my bitch, nigga.”
This? Is awesome.
Best Zero Punctuation in a while, not least for introducing me to the phrase “triple-cunted hooker”.
“Fuck is just a word. I use it liberally when I don’t feel like filtering (and I feel that by not filtering, the post will be better for it). So get over it, you bunch of pansy ass, oversensitive, hypocritical whiners.”
Greasemonkey script to fix one of my pet peeves — W*nk*rs wh* ast*risk sw**r-w*rds. If you’re not willing to say “fuck”, saying “f*ck” isn’t any more genteel, you f**ker.
“A nostalgic look at what used to happen when you tried typing swear words into text adventures”. Missing are those text adventures that swore *at* you, when you typed in the names of rival games companies, magazines that had given them bad reviews, etc.
This is an archive of groovmother.com, the old blog run by Rod Begbie — A Scottish geek who lives in San Francisco, CA.
I'm the co-founder of Sōsh, your handy-dandy guide for things to do in San Francisco this weekend.