Okay, so I've been slacking on the public display of my innermost thoughts via this blog and am sorry to the few, but impressively cool, readers that have discovered my digital diary and want me to write more. I haven't forgotten about the 5 minute daily commitment to the creative writing exercise that is the source of inspiration for this blog, I've just been preoccupied with spring, planting my garden, and snapping photos of wild creatures. I thought it would be better to give my next entry some thought so that I might come up with something to pique your interest enough to keep you reading.
Last week was an interesting mix of weather, neighborhood drama, and high adventure and in the course of those seven days, I managed to offend a some people with the language I used and refuse to give up because they are not "politically correct", will make people uncomfortable, and will give people the impression that I am insensitive and un-diplomatic. That may be true but I say "Funk that!" There is a civil right called free speech and I intend to use it. Freely, and with conviction.
The offensive words and language that I am no longer supposed to use but do from time to time are as follows:
"I'm feeling quite gay today!"
"Whew! That mountainous hike really fagged me out."
"Don't be so niggardly with that (insert item name here) and give me some."
I'm sorry if people think I am being malicious when I use words that make some feel uncomfortable because I'm not. I'm only exercising my right to speak my mind in words that, for me, help express the way I feel or think about something. To take language away from me infringes on my civil rights and that, my kind and literate reader, is offensive.
Until the next time,
Funk out!
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