Showing posts with label fuck. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fuck. Show all posts

Monday, October 28, 2024

Distracting the Fuck Out of Y'all

Today's entry in the catalog of things to take our minds off of all the things takes us to a place we already visit quite a bit. One could say we're experts in the subject, but I've never seen it studied quite so deeply.

I'm talking about swearing. 

And so is Jack Grieve, a foreign linguistics professor at Aston University in Birmingham, UK. Grieve examined nearly 9 million geocoded tweets to assess the relative frequency of different curse words in different parts of the U.S. Here's fuck, for example:

You'll not be shocked to learn that nearly every Gheorghie lives in a high fuck region.

From a post at the swearing-focused blog (and you thought *we* were niche) Strong Language, here's a bit more detail.

Hell, damn and bitch are especially popular in the south and southeast. Douche is relatively common in northern states. Bastard is beloved in Maine and New Hampshire, and those states – together with a band across southern Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas – are the areas of particular motherfucker favour. Crap is more popular inland, fuck along the coasts. Fuckboy – a rising star* – is also mainly a coastal thing, so far.

The post has a bunch of maps showing the regional frequency of other terms, like damn, douche, asshole, and motherfucker. It's a really fucking nice way to distract yourself. Enjoy. 

Friday, June 29, 2018

Fuck Civility

There's been a lot of talk lately about civility. Fuck civility. Civility got us Neil Gorsuch. Civility gets us one party steamrolling every political and civic norm we used to say we held dearly while the other party clutches its pearls and tries not to offend, lest it be called uncivil.

Marco Rubio tweeted about civility this morning.



Fuck Marco Rubio. Here's what he was referring to, an interview with Annapolis Capital Gazette writer Selene San Felice after she'd seen colleagues killed and feared for her life. In it, she says, “Our whole lives have been shattered. So thanks for your prayers, but I couldn’t give a fuck about them if there’s nothing else.”




You'll forgive me if I seem angry. I am angry. I'm angry almost all the time these days. It's not healthy, I realize. But it helps, sometimes, to say fuck. And so I'm not going to stop.