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I've always found it very difficult to express myself in speech and writing. There's always something that holds me back. However, today I dared myself to write freely, refusing to consider the consequences of bad grammar or bad terminology or bad flow altogether.

Profanity

Would the world of youngsters collapse if there weren't profanity? I am sick to my stomach each time I hear foul words uttered or blogged. Is there no way else one can express oneself? Does one always have to succumb to such self-degradation? In truth, they are just words... it should not even bother me, but society has labeled them as a breach of propriety, and I cannot help but cringe. To observe such filth spilling from the mouth of a girl, blooming with beauty, is wrenching, and to witness an astute student of science unable to formulate a sentence without vulgarity is disheartening.

Doesn't education yield cleaner, more elevated minds? I've often wondered... here I am in one of the most prestigious institutes in the world, and yet these words are exchanged with ease among the purportedly intellectual-elite. Such opprobrium would be easily understood in the context of a construction site. Yet, why in a laboratory? Why should one swear when his computer program refuses to work? Couldn't he better channel his frustration?

Thus I conclude, an education isn't holistic until one rids himself off profanity.