Fuck, Yeah! It's, "Say Fuck January!

But No C-Word

Ever since January, 6 2021, I have given myself permission to go full Anglo-Saxon in January.

You know, unlike the other 11 months of the year, I don't obscure expletives with with various typographical symbols, "Sh%$," "F%$#," and so forth.

The reason is obvious for anyone who has a modicum awareness of recent history.  If you don't, well, your dose of Fukitol® is TOO STRONG. (I miss the elegant simplicity of Netscape's elegant and widely loathed blink tag.)

Contact your doctor of pharmacist.

I am profane by nature, and eleven months of the year, I will obscure this with various typographical symbols, "Sh%$," "F%$#," and so forth.

Ever since the fucking January 6, 2021 insurrection, an event that I thought gave me fucking license to actually say things like shit and fuck, I have reserved January for actual swearing.

While I am sure my reader(s) delicate fucking sensibilities might be triggered by this, so consider this a fucking warning.

I will be fucking swearing all this fucking month, though I will, as always, not use the C-word.  That has always crossed a line for me.

Why did I pick January?

First it is a tradition from the 2021 insurrection, and second, given that January is a time for reviewing the previous year, it is difficult to say, "2024 was fucked up and shit," without actually saying, "Fuck" and, "Shit."

As to why have such a month at all? It is because I need this month, because everything is fucked up and shit.