Touchy Subjects

Okay, yes I do swear a lot, sometimes at great length and I seem rather good at it too. But I am also a parent and because of that I try to eliminate profanity from my vernacular. This doesn’t always work in real life; look at the previous blog about certain ignorant people for an example. I cuss and carry on just like an angry teenager, so my blog will be filled with fowl language and phrases but there are things that I will not speak in detail on this blog.

First is sex. I will bring it up but I will definitely not write in detail. I don’t even write about it in detail in my books as it’s almost always a scene that’s fade to black or in the background as the reader knows that it is going on or has been going on but I will not put it into the readers face like a bad thirty-five millimeter porn film or a trashy novel from a five and dime. (That’s a store like Woolworths, Ben Franklin’s, or Kresge’s. I know you kids will have no idea on some stuff that I bring up. So sue me, I’m old.) I will, however bring up women, for I am a guy, and try my best not to degrade them, for that is wrong to do. Some of my women friend have asked me what I have against them reading some of my stories as I had no clue I did. ::Shrug:: Apparently I do, but that is totally against me because I love women. But when it comes to sex, there is a line I have drawn, and I don’t cross it.

Second are children. Unless it’s a nasty, whiny, incorrigible brat that the parents have stopped trying to control and has turned into a complete terror and has made it your business to do something about it, leave them alone and let them grow up; they’re kids! They are still learning and their minds still molding and, in most senses, innocent in mind and soul. Sure they’re going to say stuff off color and kilter some times but only they think it’s perfectly fine. That’s what a parent is for and I hope to all things they have at least one even though I’m aware that they may not. Something else that sucks.

Third is over excessive violence. Now I don’t condone violence at all, and as a matter of fact I try damned hard to avoid violence of any sort because I tend to get very nasty, but it does happen in the world a lot. I also know there are people out there who need a mental goose to get them back on the path of half way normal. For example slapping them in the face with a trout or worse because, remember, if you kill them they won’t learn nothin’.

Well that it this time in talking to myself. Catch y’all later.

H.R. Green, 9th of October 2009, 2:45 p.m. Burtchville, MI