I've found that I can usually express myself effectively enough without it. And it's always seemed to me that foul language, used ubiquitously, loses its primary value, i.e., its ability to shock or to state a thing with force. How seriously should anyone take the F-bomb you drop after being passed over for promotion when you are also known to drop F-bombs because the store runs out of Frosted Flakes?
I know this places me outside the norms and mores of this era that, where language is concerned, is something of a free-fire zone. And that's fine. I just wanted to contextualize my response to last week's exuberant vow from newly sworn Congresswoman Rashida Tlaib.