"Time is a gift given to you. Given to give you the time you need. The time you need to have the time of your life."

While I'm waiting for my movie to buffer I have thoughts.
I use this blog as a platform now and again to complain about things. Something I've grown weary of lately: Swearing.
Curse words. Profanity. Obscene expression. Expletives.
It doesn't matter how you dress it up; it all sounds the same.
I've heard people contend that this base creation is a form of expressing themselves. How insulting. I find it downright selfish. They're depriving the world (myself included) of beautiful vernacular. There are so many multi-syllable words out there dying to be used, and these people selfishly limit themselves to four lettered, one syllable words.
Words are beautiful. It's how we explain our feelings and relate to those around us. It's how we inform, converse, and unify ourselves with the rest of the world.
Curse words are brief, sharp, and not necessary.
These parsimonious word misers smell of decaying syllables as they let this loathsome refuse dribble from their mouths. Uttering these foul words creates a cacophony of mediocrity and causes those around you to believe you aren't capable of intellectual thought. True, I have heard some pretty creative uses of these words, and have found myself on occasion articulating my thoughts with a harsh word or two.
Why limit yourself to these petulant perversions of the English language when you have words like magnanimous, pervasive, affectations, and pretentious waiting dormant ready to decorate the simplest of sentences? It's limiting to your verbal growth and just plain distasteful.
This is my complaint.