My really fucking passionate writing style

When I joined this site, I posted the voluptuous, biting thoughts I had without restraint.  After a few days or weeks, I ceased censoring myself as well, letting out every little fine grain of hatred, irritation, or whatever that I had in me whenever I commented on whatever thing.  My, uh, creed, I guess, was as follows:

When you soften your speech and alter it for the sake of others, that is a highly arrogant thing.  Actions speak louder than words, and any action of restraining the more coarse or abrasive elements of your thoughts is a hefty insult to the psychological integrity of the recipients of your communication.

Of course, there is more, I can now see, upon the Earth than was dreamt of in my philosophy, to paraphrase Shakespeare.

 

I felt as I did because most of the people in my life who had prescribed some behavior or set of behaviors in front of me had opined against the use of "strong language" and then put their heads in the crash position, smelled their own asses, and exclaimed "It's amazing how my shit doesn't stink!".  I felt, to use the distant language of one who no longer feels as one previously did, bullied into not expressing my thoughts, as coarse as they ended up, in the end, sounding to most people.  It wasn't mere apologetics, however, for my preferred position, but rather an extension of the famous golden rule which those same self-styled sages would also harp on about on occasion:  I was fully capable of taking rough verbal treatment, but everyone generally pussyfooted around me--at least compared to the howling, hurricane-force winds raging in my own mind.  I wanted to be treated to the unbridled, wild ride of untamed, animal thoughts from others just as I got from myself.

 

What I did not take into account at the time was that the attitude with which I presented my responses was one which, in fact, was, in the naive sense, quite violent.  It is only once one becomes accustomed to trafficking in "That's fucking retarded."s and "What were you fucking thinking?"s as a matter of course that one can feel comfortable seeing others do so, and most people did not, do not, and won't ever trade in such gravel.  Although I still feel it to be childish and reprehensible for others to feel any revulsion or awkwardness at my rough-hewn prose, I now see that people in general felt discomfort at my daredevil-trying-to-ride-a-whitetail-deer response style.  This, I see, could not be any arrogance on their part; if anything of the sort, it was arrogance on my part to expect everyone to be so blasé about using a revolver to open cans of soup.r 16, 2008

 

It was convenient and the only way for me to express my feelings, and I recognize that it was excessive and not the most effective way to achieve the goal which I would have wanted to achieve in any event.

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