No, not that C-word. I guess I should have said C-words as in words that begin with C.
C. This cool character has the capacity to change colors. It can be hard (as in cruel) and it can be soft (like cerulean). It even lends this chameleonish quality to its cousin H so together they can sound hard (as in character), soft (as in cache) and even semi-hard (as in choice).
Alright, semi-hard is almost certainly not the correct term. It also sounds a bit “dirty” which brings me back to the C-word. THE C-word.
If you don’t know what the C-word is, good for you. Suffice to say that somehow it has become one of the most taboo, shocking words in our language. To me it’s just a word. Admittedly, it fits into the strange category of words called “swear words” (or curse words).
I don’t have a moral issue with using any word, but I know some people do. My reaction to someone having a problem hearing a certain word is usually to think, “Get over it” and “That’s your problem.”
Yet I do find myself reluctant to use the C-word in most circumstances, just because of the weight of that social taboo. Still, it all seems a little funny. If I talk about female genitalia or someone being a dirtbag, aren’t those both comparable to the C-word in sentiment? Yet most people probably wouldn’t cringe hearing those versions. What a crazy distinction!
Choosing a specific c-word as a theme was a challenge, which is why this post is really a cockamamie concoction meant to celebrate this versatile letter.
Ah C, thanks for being U (ninety degrees clockwise).