President Trump cusses. He’s hardly low intellect. I’m a year younger than him, an educated woman, and I’ve been cussing for years, especially after working 25 years in uniform, behind the walls of NY State’s prisons. I’ve been retired for 23 years, and still cuss in my own home when I want.
He has good timing. When he cusses, it's necessary for him to do that. Everyone listens to him.
I grew up as a military dependent, and while my parents were sparse in their cussing (I never, ever recall hearing my dad utter the “F” word) I developed a very filthy vocabulary.
I viewed myself as a “fine and fancy cusser” and when drinking, my friends would urge me to string together as many inventive and filthy oaths as I could and derived great entertainment out of it when I would do it.
And then I went into the Navy, where it was an unofficial contest to see how frequently and dexterously a man could use the “F” word, I excelled.
I recall coming home on leave for Thanksgiving right after I got out of Boot Camp at Great Lakes, we had a huge dinner with perhaps 20-30 people there for Thanksgiving, and here I was, relating some Boot Camp story to my entire extended family, when I became aware that they were staring at me wordlessly with frozen smiles on their faces, and I realized I had been using the “F” word in such effortless gratuity that it had peppered my speech more than the black pepper I had generously applied to my turkey and gravy.
And when I worked on my car (a 1976 MG Midget that required more maintenance per driving hour than an F-14 Tomcat required per flight hour) my frustrated cussing became disturbing to people within earshot.
When my nephew told me that he learned everything he knew about cussing from watching me work on my car, I felt extreme shame.
I resolved to curb my cussing. I still cuss. When I hit my thumb with a hammer, I involuntarily spit out GOD D....and manage to stop myself, as I am trying to be a Christian.
I still utter the “F” word for deliberate effect in closed circles, but I no longer cuss the way I used to. I feel shame when I let it get the better of me.
Cussing is my only “vice”. It was handed down from my parents and all of my siblings can curse. I’ve worked hard my entire life to curtail it…but it appears to be so ingrained.
It’s low class and unchristian.
I curse and most of us attorneys do.