Monday, May 11, 2009

Glory of F***...

I am sure most of us have already read this,heard this and seen the videos.Yet it's amazing to see what results we can get by the power of our observation.


[+]~ ~ ~ f*u*c*k-the most colourful word

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This is an excerpt from the speech made by OSHO about the word F*U*C*K and its amazing properties and contribution to the English Language. See the irony.



erhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the English language today is the word "****". It is the one magical word which, just by its sound, can describe pain, pleasure, love, and hate. In language, "****" falls into many grammatical categories. It can be used as a verb, noun...


It can be an action verb (John really gives a ****), a passive verb (Mary really doesn't give a ****), an adverb (Mary is ****ing interested in John), o as a noun (Mary is a terrific ****). It can also be used as an adjective (Mar is ****ing beautiful) or an interjection (****! I'm late for my date with Mary.)
It can even be used as a conjunction (Mary is easy, **** she's also stupid).
As you can see, there are very few words with the overall versatility of the word "****".



Aside from its sexual connotations, this incredible word can be used to many situations:
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1. Greetings "How the **** are ya?"


2. Fraud "I got ****ed by the car dealer."


3. Resignation "Oh, **** it!"


4. Trouble "I guess I'm ****ed now."


5. Aggression "**** YOU!"


6. Disgust "**** me."


7. Confusion "What the ****.......?"


8. Difficulty "I don't understand this ****ing business!"


9. Despair "****ed again..."


10. Pleasure "I ****ing couldn't be happier."


11. Displeasure "What the **** is going on here?"


12. Lost "Where the **** are we."


13. Disbelief "UN****INGBELIEVABLE!"


14. Retaliation "Up your ****ing ***!"


15. Denial "I didn't ****ing do it."


16. Perplexity "I know **** all about it."


17. Apathy "Who really gives a ****, anyhow?"


18. Greetings "How the **** are ya?"


19. Suspicion "Who the **** are you?"


20. Panic "Let's get the **** out of here."


21. Directions "**** off."


22. Disbelief "How the **** did you do that?"


[+] It can be used in an anatomical description- "He's a ****ing asshole."


[+] It can be used to tell time- "It's five ****ing thirty."


[+] It can be used in business- "How did I wind up with this ****ing job?"


[+] It can be maternal- "Mother****er."


[+] It can be political- "**** Dan Quayle!"




<*>It has also been used by many notable people throughout history:
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*)"What the **** was that?" Mayor of Hiroshima


*)"Where did all these ****ing Indians come from?"
General Custer


*)"Where the **** is all this water coming from?"
Captain of the Titanic


*)"Thats not a real ****ing gun." John Lennon


*)"Who's gonna ****ing find out?" Richard Nixon


*)"Heads are going to ****ing roll." Anne Boleyn


*)"Let the ****ing woman drive." Commander of Space Shuttle
"Challenger"


*)"What ****ing map?" Mark Thatcher


*)"Any ****ing idiot could understand that." Albert Einstein


*)"How the **** did you work that out?" Pythagoras


*)"You want what on the ****ing ceiling?" Michaelangelo


*)"**** a duck." Walt Disney


*)"Why?- Because its ****ing there!" Edmund Hilary


*)"I don't suppose its gonna ****ing rain?" Joan of Arc


*)"Scattered ****ing showers my ***." Noah


*)"I need this parade like I need a ****ing hole in my head."
John F. Kennedy

Madam/Ms/Mrs/Miz/M....

What do you call yourself? 
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I had a teacher at high school called Ms Spedding*. She was my personal tutor for years 8 and 9. Once, during a health education lesson she was illustrating a point with a personal example and made a passing reference to her husband. A slightly cheeky boy stopped her and the following conversation ensued:

Cheeky boy: You're married?
Ms Spedding: Yes
Cheeky boy: So why are you not Mrs Spedding?
Ms Spedding: Well for starters Spedding is my maiden name...basically, I'm a Ms because I don't want people to know I'm married - it's private
Cheeky boy: But you just told us!
Ms Spedding: I don't mind telling you that I'm married, but it should be my choice whether or not to tell you - nobody should be able to know from my title

Whilst this obviously made sense, the general consensus was that whilst there was nothing wrong with it, it was a bit silly and unnecessary. What was wrong with people knowing her marital status? Surely it wasn't that big a deal?

It's only now I've got to the age at which it's entirely plausible that I might be married that I've begun to understand this. If I were applying for a job, I wouldn't want anyone to think I was married because I would almost certainly suffer discrimination. A married woman is much more likely to get up the duff than an unmarried one, and although it's illegal for employers to discriminate overtly against applicants on these grounds, discrimination does happen. It couldn't not happen when you consider the hassle and money it costs a company when one of their employees goes on maternity leave and/or wishes to work part time. 

By the same token, I wouldn't want anyone to know specifically that I was unmarried in case I got the job because they thought I was a nice bit of skirt who they might be able to pork on the conference room table. And above a certain age, there is stigma attached to a woman being unmarried. If a woman is still a Miss by her mid-thirties, her attractiveness, sanity, interpersonal skills and sexual orientation will be called into question.

At least with so many couples cohabiting these days, being a Miss is no longer seen as a surefire indicator of sexual availability. But the issues surrounding employment are important enough in their own right. Women are at a massive disadvantage because of employers knowing their marital status. So really, the best thing to do is to become a Ms, right? Wrong.

An Australian man I know was telling me a while ago that one of the most surprising things he observed when he arrived in England was that there were very few Ms's around. Apparently back home, virtually all women are Ms, regardless of marital status. It's a title that truly provides anonymity.

Because virtually all unmarried women in this country are "Miss", a woman who has any other title is assumed to be married. Unless you specifically lie about your marital status by keeping the title Miss after you get married, people will know that you are married. And even then, if you're a Miss, people will assume that you are unmarried. There will still be an assumption about your marital status based on your title, whether it's correct or not. There is no anonymity. Women are forced to make statements of their marital status. A Miss is unmarried; a Mrs or a Ms is married.

Only if a large proportion of unmarried women took the title Ms would it do its intended job of giving a woman the same anonymity as a man. However, it would take a brave woman to do this. At my age I'm not going to take a title that might make prospective employers suspect that I was about to settle down into dungaree-wearing, jam-making, part-time-working domesticity. I'll become a Ms only when I reach an age at which it's regarded as more desirable to be married than not. And yet I know that if an unmarried feminist isn't willing to call herself Ms until she reaches a certain age, no unmarried woman will.

In Australia, women are free from the various stigmas associated with a woman being married or unmarried. Here, not enough unmarried women use the title Ms to make it a viable cloak of anonymity. Ms means you're married.

There's only one solution really. Get a PhD and become "Dr".

Black and White

what do i do so late in the night...
i see my future from the windows of my past...
why is the darkness in us so bright...
just as i know my sorrow will,forever last...

in the pages of the old diary the letters have faded...
but i remember when i wrote them the days were delight...
in the book of the sketches the faces are shaded...
cant figure what colors are they...maybe they are just black and white...