One of my favorite scenes in “Doc Hollywood” is when Dr. Benjamin Stone (Michael J. Fox) gets frustrated and used the f-word. The deputy says, “Watch your language, Doc! You’re in the buckle of the Bible belt here. Try saying fudge or something.”
Stone replies, “Fiddlesticks too strong?”
Now, what does define a word as being “too strong” of a curse? If you stub your toe in Mississippi and scream “Fudge!” would anyone within earshot not know what you’re really saying?
If you say one thing and mean another, you really just outsourcing the vulgarity. Like yelling “Sugar!” when you’re late for work and as you are getting into your car, you see that you have a flat tire.
People use “sugar” as a term of endearment to their sweetheart. So how do you really know what your honey is saying to you when he calls you that?
Holy fudge! Can you believe that sugar? What a dagnabbit snickerdoodle!
Let’s face it, profanity is engrained in our culture. That’s a really sugary thought when you think about it.
Euphemisms aside, one of the worst offenders of potty-mouth syndrome is the movie industry. Even films geared towards children contain “a little vulgarity.”