At an early age, we learn that small words have a great effect.
I was about six years old when I learned the power of the word ‘bum’, and its value in getting attention.
‘If you say bum once more you will get in trouble’.
‘Bum’…..followed by giggles and a swift exit into the garden to avoid retribution.
A few years later, taking the Lord’s name in vain was taboo.
‘Get out of bed, you lazy sod’……….’Christ Almighty’.
‘It’s nearly lunch time. Get out of bed’……..’Christ Almighty’.
‘If you say Christ Almighty once more!’……..’Christ Almighty’.
The sound of angry footsteps on the stairs, a demon enters the bedroom. I cover myself under the blankets and say (for some bizarre reason) ‘You can’t get me, I’m in Thunderbird 4’.
I was eighteen.
But I moved on, got a job, lived with the enemy. Did things change? Nope.
‘Are you going to mow the lawn today?’………’Stop nagging’
Fast forward about 12 nanoseconds. ‘Pig’…..’Nag’……’I don’t know why I ever married you’…’I dont know why I ever married YOU!’….’Pig’….’Nag’. Except the exit wasn’t to the garden to avoid retribution, it was straight off to the pub.
Those were the days. When silly word exchanges were kept in the family, usually behind closed doors, with only a few desperate cases extending their behaviour to the shopping mall or the restaurant.
You would think that we would all grow out if it, wouldn’t you? Nope.
Thank God for technology. Now, grown adults can go online and call each other names at the touch of a button. You can have a row with wifey on your mobile and be 100 miles apart. We can even annoy people in countries on different continents. Heck, we don’t ever need to leave the comfort of the couch to send forth to the world as much vitriol as we can spare. And, being adults, we can use an entirely different vocabulary – ‘dickhead’, ‘asswad’ and, Heaven forbid, even ‘Lord Cockmouth’.
Let’s face it – people might grow old, but they never grow up.
Have a good Friday, folks.