Articulating In The Debates; The Proper And The Improper.

Not using caps to start sentences or writing 'i' when one should write 'I'.

That noise you heard, last night: that was me, coming for you...

Frako, you are a good lil piggy, sweatheart! "wee wee".

Do you want to come across as an intelligent, science-minded grownup or not?

I don't mind if someone misspells a word occasionally, but I have seen misspelled words followed by the interjection "if that is how you spell it". That it pure laziness, it shows that the writer suspects he or she has misspelled a word, but can't be bothered to check it. I have little or no patience for such people, because it reveals a sloppy attitude that usually extends past mere spell checking (fact checking, anyone?).

Nevertheless we shouldn't feel the need to talk the same talk and use the same words to communicate?

quote:I seriusly think you should invite some serbs and bosinans here they would teach you how profanity is used in excess.That might have been humorous if it had anything to do with my position or what I was asking.I'm not talking about excessive profanity. Do you think I am?My point is that EvC is a mixed crowd and people tend to refrain from strong profanity in mixed company. The "f" word is usually considered to be one that is objectionable in mixed company no matter how it's used.When one goes into a comedy house here in the US, it is usually understood that profanity could be part of the show. The customer makes the choice.

The vintage, friends, is over,
And here sweet wine makes, once again,
Sad eyes and hearts recover
Puts fire into every vein.
Drowns dull care
Everywhere
And summons hope out of despair.To whom with acclamation
And song shall we our first toast give?
God save our land and nation
And all Slovenes where'er they live,
Who own the same
Blood and name,
And who one glorious Mother claim.Let thunder out of heaven
Strike down and smite our wanton foe!
Now, as it once had thriven,
May our dear realm in freedom grow.
May fall the last
Chains of the past
Which bind us still and hold us fast!Let peace, glad conciliation,
Come back to us throughout the land!
Towards their destination
Let Slavs henceforth go hand-in-hand!
Thus again
Will honour reign
To justice pledged in our domain.To you, our pride past measure,
Our girls! Your beauty, charm and grace!
There surely is no treasure
To equal maidens of such race.
Sons you'll bear,
Who will dare
Defy our foe no matter where.Our hope now, our to-morrow -
The youths - we toast and toast with joy.
No poisonous blight or sorrow
Your love of homeland shall destroy.
With us indeed
You're called to heed
Its summons in this hour of need.Long live all the nations,
Who long and work for that bright day,
When o'er earth's habitations
No war, no strife shall hold its sway;
Who long to see
That all men free,
No more shall foes, but neighbours be.At last to our reunion -
To us the toast! Let it resound,
Since in this great communion
By thoughts of brotherhood we're bound
May joyful cheer
Ne'er disappear
From all good hearts now gathered here.

Mind you, I'm not changing my avatar to accommodate some imposed nickname.

I wonder why Wal-Mart doesn't train its greeters to say, "What the fuck do you want, you bastard?"

Disclaimer: My argument above does not imply that I know how to behave perfectly in all situations.