What does it say about human frailty, about the state of evolution, about the dominion of body over mind or vice versa, when, at moments of imminent danger\sure failure\sudden shock, modern, educated, affluent men are moved to an evocation of excrement…. No patriotic sentiment, no cry for forgiveness, no shout of joy or wail of regret, but rather, an undigested waste of an oath.

I appreciate profanity’s occasional value as verbal punctuation, a highly effective vehicle for emphasis, but….. how very déclassé. Be that as it may, a vowel followed by undigested food sounds like the most apt thing to shout out 🙂