I Really Don’t Like to Curse, But…

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I don’t, I really don’t like to curse, but if we don’t elect Joe Biden president in November, I simply won’t be able to stop cursing so much. The current guy we have in the White House, in fairness, didn’t have much to do with me cursing earlier in my life, but has me cursing now more than usual damn near every time he opens his mouth.

As I said, I didn’t just start cursing when Donald was elected, but since around 2012 when he continued lying about Obama being born in Kenya, I’ve been cursing a lot. And what’s worse is, it’s really hard to stop because Hillary lost the 2016 election and Donald has continued his lying about damn near everything.

You’ll recall, when Michigan Representative Rashida Tlaib was sworn in on January 4, 2017. She said, “We’re gonna impeach the motherfucker”. Well, when she said that on national television, I knew all my prior cursing had been justified.

With Donald in office, the word ‘motherfucker’ is just so appropriate. I mean, some folks like to use a variety of euphemisms to describe him. Reportedly, some folks have referred to him as: a wannabe dictator, or an asshole, and a cruel bastard. Early in his Administration, his first Secretary of State Rex Tillerson called him “a simple moron”. But me, I prefer “motherfucker”, it just seems to fit him.

Day by day, Donald never fails to embarrass himself, and by extension, the entire country. When, for example, he callously mocked a disabled reporter who had questioned Donald’s truthfulness about the number of people who were supposedly celebrating when the World Trade Centers were attacked. My parents raised me better than to mock someone’s unfortunate health issues. So yeah, admittedly, I called trump a motherfucker back then, and a no-good one, at that!

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Of course, Donald loves the spotlight at his Klan rallies. He’s known to play to his red-hat-wearing supporters who seem to thrive off his gangsterism and bullying. At a rally in Iowa during his campaign in 2016, I couldn’t help but be pissed off when he said:

“There may be somebody with tomatoes in the audience. So, if you see somebody getting ready to throw a tomato at me, knock the crap out of them, would you? Seriously. Okay? I promise I’ll pay for the legal fees. It won’t be so much ’cause the courts agree with us too.”

This drew an incredibly angry “You motherfucker, you!”, from me, and I was just a breath away from throwing something at the TV.

With Trump, the list is endless. How about the time he called the National Football Players “sons of bitches”, or when he referenced African and Caribbean Countries as “shitholes”. On those two occasions, Yes, I was especially angry, given my African roots and the fact that 80% of NFL players are also Black. He earned “a low- down, no good motherfucker” from me after hearing those nasty put downs from him. But honestly, I am gonna try to quit cussing one day.

That day is still in the distance though, because as I think about the daily array of childish insults that he spits out about anyone who disagrees with him, well, I may not stop cursing for a while yet.

He can’t seem to stop his pettiness. For instance, his misogynistic reference “horseface” regarding his bedmate, Stormy Daniels, was totally uncalled for. He paid $130,000 for her services, so why degrade her? Kind of makes me wonder if he knows what Melania did for a living before she met him, right? And besides, has HE looked in the mirror lately?

Hopefully, come November I can repent and return to a degree of sanity and be able to look my kid and grandkids in the eyes without shame and disgust. Maybe then I can clean up my speech patterns and ditch my abject vulgarity and carry on descent conversations when I’m in polite company. Maybe then, when President-elect Joe Biden enters the Oval Office, I can correct the error of my ways and accept reality the way Joe once did when he remarked to President Obama, “This is a big fucking deal”. For God’s sake November, hurry!

Published by ddandivine

Content Writer, editor, and longtime political progressive with opinions from the lens of a retired corporate executive, entrepreneur, and rabble-rouser.

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