gibberish

I had a very interesting conversation with a civil servant last night who shared my interest in whether swearing in writing was acceptable (he was referring specifically to my blog). He shared my intense irritation about national so called, quality newspapers who will write articles with the following words censored – b******, c***, f*** and w******.

Do they think their readers don’t know that f*** clearly means flip; that c*** means clod, that b******* means bollards and that w****** means wankers?

I mean, what sort of c*** in a position of editorial power allows his or her f****** w***** journos to report on some c*** that’s clearly f****** swearing all over the shop and not let the c*** say what he really said?

It insults readers’ f***** intelligence I think.

F****** t****.

At the same event someone who reads my blog said that some people were aghast at my use of swearing.

“Well”, I said to him, “they don’t have to f****** read it do they?”

He agreed.

Oh, and while we’re f******* at it. They’re asterisks, not Asterixes.

(He was a f****** Gaul.)

Have I overcooked this one?