The English language has more than 200,000 “official” words in its dictionary and probably another twenty thousand or so unofficial, idiomatic, or regional words used by specific groups which have meanings yet to reach a dictionary.

There is nothing you cannot say in English using real words. If you are living in an English-speaking country, using real words will not diminish your level of communication. More likely, it will enhance it while lending you credibility with other literate people.

You know: people who read books and stuff like that?

If you feel there is nothing you can say that is not cruel or insulting — and which will surely hurt someone? If you cannot make your point without hateful speech? Maybe you should consider just shutting up. Silence is golden, they say, so why not give it a try?

Hateful speech and bullying is not a symptom of how free you are. It’s a sign of a twisted soul. It is by definition ungrammatical and ugly.

Everyone knows the invisible yet obvious lines of what is acceptable speech and what isn’t. I think we all know this much by the time we get to first grade.

The people who regularly cross these lines are not ignorant. They know exactly what they are doing and why they are doing it. It isn’t any lack of education. It’s a failure to have sympathy or empathy for other humans.

This is a disease for which there is no known cure.

The language of the truncheon is not an accident. Those who speak like thugs do it intentionally.

You can argue this point until the cows come home. It will remain wrong.

One of the things I’ve always admired about the British upper class — possibly the only thing I admire about the British upper class — is their ability to be absolutely polite while verbally eviscerating their opponents.

It’s an art form. They at least understand that a rapier — a razor-sharp, tool — is a much classier weapon than a bludgeon. And on the whole, leaves less of a mess.

If you have to join the fray, put away the big stick and try the rapier.

8 thoughts on “BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA VERSUS RAPIER WIT – Marilyn Armstrong

  1. I have been verbally eviscerated (at a large social event too) by one of those British upper crust and my only defence was to turn my back on her and walk away. It was effective.


  2. oh yesssss – this is IT! What I love about the English (those I knew) is that they can totally dish out the biggest insult in a way to make you approve, very politely, cool as a cucumber – and then it’s up to you to find out if they REALLY meant it or if they were just playing you. Plus, they don’t take themselves seriously. Ever.
    Since the time I lived in England, I admit to not minding rendering myself ridiculed. I just don’t. And it’s such a freeing, wonderful feeling. I wear the colours, clothes, shoes, mindsets and thoughts which are utterly mine – never mind the general opinion. Mind you, I’d never do anything to purposedly hurt somebody’s feelings (although one does anyway). But being amongst intellectual friends has honed my skills both for not bothering about ‘general opinion’ and for speaking my mind clearly and politely. It doesn’t work with people I very much love, though…. sadly. Then, emotions and feelings take over. But the more polite and cool I am, the less I like the recipient. They never know.

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