Yesterday I was listening to the song "Boyz in the Hood" by Dynamite Hack (In my opinion, the Red Hot Chili Peppers of this decade, but...) on the radio. If you've heard the song, you will know that the lyrics contain profanity.
Of which the word sh*t was bleeped out every single time, but the words p*mp, ho, b*tch were left there in their profane glory. I am no prude, in fact I strongly believe in the redemptive powers of a good long cuss, especially when the experiment didn't work. (The reason these words are coyly asterisked is that I do NOT want anyone searching for profanity and finding my blog. I'm sure there are a 100,000 hits before mine, but I don't want there to be even a 1 in 100,000 chance). It never fails to get me, how a word that refers, albeit crudely, to an essential bodily function is unfailingly deleted from broadcasts, but pejorative references to women are sounded in their glory. I'm not in favour of excessive censorship and I do not want any of the aforementioned words to be removed from broadcasts, I just find it outrageous that words like p*mp, ho and b*tch are acceptable, even essential features of modern pop culture but words like sh*t or the venerable, almost quaint f*ck are assiduously screened out.
F*cking A! (Sorry those of you who disapprove of cussing)
Friday, April 20, 2007
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