We continue, as a society, to try and sanitize our language until it is virtually meaningless. We disguise the serious nature of an issue behind softer language designed to moderate the intensity of the issue it describes. I find it amusing and ironic that at precisely the same time that we are using more and more politically correct language to hide the truth, we are using what used to be considered distasteful language more frequently and more casually than ever; language once thought too rude for general use.

The word fuck for example, once considered a terrible word and very much avoided in polite conversation is now so common that parents and their kids often use it in front of each other. I personally don’t mind the word fuck. It’s just a word and I believe words are harmless until someone misuses them. I still remember the one and only time my father let the Big “F” slip out in front of me. He was a big, tough guy but was so embarrassed by that moment, he apologised quite profusely. I also remember the time my baby sister, who was 18 at the time, told a joke at Sunday dinner with the word fuck in it. My father was so discombobulated, he fled the table.