Paula Deen’s in the news again, this time for some brown paint on her son’s face. Some “I Love Lucy” thing tweeted out by her social secretary. Not a Paula Deen fan, but this one’s really stretching the politically correct banner to its limits.
Last time Deen was in trouble it involved the n-word and I wrote a couple blogs about it. You can click here to read one , but I think even that subject’s played out for a while.
Today, we’re going to talk abut the C-word. Or is it the “C’ word? Or “c-word?” If anyone knows the correct way to euphemize the word in question, please send me an email.
In case you don’t know, we’re talking about the word “cunt.” Merriam-Webster defines the word as a reference to a woman’s genitals. It also says that its usage is usually obscene, but it doesn’t say why.
Do you know why? Me, neither.
What I do know is that all the words that we consider “dirty” have to do with bodily parts or functions that are located or emanate from down there in our nether regions. Not too surprising, considering the kinds of people who first landed in America and set that whole thing in motion.
If you’ve ever suffered through a play depicting the first Thanksgiving, you may remember that everyone was dressed in long, dark clothes and wore silly hats. The women were dressed in outfits not unlike Muslim women in burqas.
If you believe in intelligent design, you have to ask yourself why that stuff down there is dirty when it’s so centrally located and within arm’s reach.
This, though is the world in which we live and there seems to be less and less anyone can do to change attitudes, no matter how ridiculous or superstition-based they may be. For some reason, our most offensive words are Anglo-Saxon in origin and monosyllabic with short vowels, such as shit, piss, fuck, and cock.
There was an episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm where Larry (Larry David) put an obituary in the newspaper for Cheryl’s aunt, but instead of “beloved aunt,” the newspaper printed “beloved cunt.”
It goes to show that just about anything can be funny if you’re in the right frame of mind.
Personally, I learned a long time ago that no woman is ever in the right frame of mind to be called the C-word. It may even rank up there with a woman finding out that she has the other C-word (cancer).
TV likes to depict Russian mafia guys as always using that word. It could be cultural thing, or just one of those things that exists more on the flat screen than anywhere else.
For the rest of us, there is no upside for ever using the C-word. There was an infamous incident on the trading floor of the Chicago Mercantile Exchange 10 or 15 years ago in which a female trader knocked out a fellow, male trader for calling her the C-word.
Needless to say, exchange officials were outraged at the woman’s display of violence and they wanted their pound of flesh. Outbursts like that could brand a woman as the B-word. Fortunately for the woman, her victim was too embarrassed to file charges and instead claimed a temporary loss of balance.
Clearly, that word touched a nerve, although a woman competing in an open forum like that should not claim immunity from any gender-specific insult.
There is no such reference to the male genitalia that even moves the needle.
While we have a long way to go before we escape the chains of the first Americans’ up tightness, be advised that only fools rush in where brave men dare not go.
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