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What “potty mouth” is doing to your articles and blogs.

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For instance, are you going to read “Why I Love My Mother” when you can read “Why I Love My Mother More Than The Courts Say I Should”?

If a little “pulpit potty,” increases the flock, isn’t that what religion’s been about all along?

Pastor Driscoll takes a more militant view, saying, “God is frustrated with you right now. He doesn’t think you’re cute.”

Do we run the risk of being “shock jocks,” like rappers figuring you ain’t “street” unless you call cops “pigs”? Are we guilty of what Twain called “echoes of nothing”?

Nobody reads “I’m steamed,” these days, but they will read “I’m fucking steamed.”

Without supported our arguments, we’re fluttering around, saying anything we like.

I don’t mind being a potty mouth, but when it becomes essential to the medium, I prefer taking a nap.

I did a poor imitation of Don Draper for 40 years before writing my first novel. I'm currently in the final stages of a children's book. Lucky me.

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