To my family, friends, and possibly my future employers:
It has come to my attention that I have more audience members and from a wider spectrum than I had anticipated. I am aware that some people are upset with the potty mouth that I obtain when I am angry at something. I know it is disconcerting to the people that know me to be timid and polite. I apologize if anyone has found my language to be inappropriate but I will defend myself.
This blog, this journal, is for whatever comes into my mind and is a place for me to vent, a place for me to put down my what is on my mind. This is in now way a reflection of how I speak or act in real life. I do not go around screaming profanities at the top of my lungs like a sufferer of tourettes syndrome as I do on this site. When I am talking to figures of authority, I speak with eloquence and respect. When I write papers for school or more professional works, I do the same.
Does this mean I am hiding who I truly am? Hiding that I am a raving mad man?
Absolutely not. As I have said previously, this is a place for my thoughts. It is my sanctuary. It is therapeutic to let things out of my system instead of bottling things up and letting them fester inside my mind. I know that I should not post anything I write that I don’t want people to see or things that are really private and I don’t. I protect those posts so only I can or a select few can view them. Everything that I post and allow the public to see, I am not embarrassed of. This is me. This is what goes on in my head.
Culture also has a lot of influence on the language of the youth. Obscenities have leaked into the jargon of my generation. You would be hard pressed to find someone my age who doesn’t use profanity on a daily basis. It is just part of the language as “hella” has mysteriously crept into the vocabularies of kids from northern California. It is how we communicate with each other, no matter how crude and rude it may seem. Does this mean every parent should spy on their kids and read their MySpaces and blogs? No. Leave your kids alone. Everyone needs a place to get away from things that are bugging them which are, most likely, their parents.
With all that said, I am still the timid, shy, and respectable guy you’ve grown to know. I admit that I have a bit of a potty mouth when I get angry and I will do my best to tone it down. Everyone who knows me well enough knows that it takes a lot to get me angry enough to swear and actually mean it. I hope that your prespective of me has not changed.
P.S. HI, MOM! HI, UNCLE LUKE! How do you do?