Dear Little Bald Bastard,
Why is douche such a funny word?
- jenny
Dear jenny,
Douche is a great word. First off, it’s just fun to say. Douche, douche, douche, douche, douche. Like the best profanities, it’s a single syllable that’s easy to yell at the top of your lungs.
Douche also has advantages over many of the traditional swear words. It fits into the “dirty” category of “things intended to go in a vagina” (see also: dildo) without the usual sexual connotation (see: dildo). As an insult, it carries the added bonus of association with the dreaded no-so-fresh feeling. When you call someone a douche, you’re impliedly telling them they deserved to be jammed in a skanky vagina, in a way that will be pleasurable for no one. It’s simultaneously skeevy and emasculating, like a crack whore who laughs at your teeny winky.
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On Sunday, Carl Hiaasen waded into the argument over science education standards in Florida with a great editorial warning about the damage that the teaching of evolution could do to the state’s reputation.
Unfortunately, it looks like the state school board didn’t take Mr. Hiaasen’s recommendation seriously. Four of the seven board members voted to include the word “evolution” in public schools science standards for the first time.
After much wrangling, The board approved the use of the term “scientific theory of evolution,” so as to placate the anti-science crowd, who still seem to think that tossing the word “theory” about somehow weakens evolution. It’s so sad that, in the 21st century, it still takes this kind of pandering to get real science in front public school children. Somebody call Spain and ask if they’ll take the peninsula back.
Dear Little Bald Bastard,
As a post-modern heathen, I find myself terribly bored with the traditional sins. While I’m sure that my soul is irretrievably soiled with the caustic filth of my decadent lifestyle, I find that living like a character in an Anne Rice novel just isn’t as fascinating as it was when I was 17. How can I preserve the smear of acidic, putrid ichor that I call a soul, while trying new things at the same time?
- Soul Possessor
Dear Soul Possessor,
There’s good news for those of you who consider the mundane dalliances with lust and sloth to be horribly banal. After 1,500 years, the fun-loving scamps at the Vatican have finally doubled their list of seven deadly sins. The seven newest deadly sins (now 100% deadlier!) are supposed to reflect the moral decline of the modern, secular world. They are, in no particular order:
* Abortion
* Damaging the environment
* Carrying out morally questionable scientific experiments
* Allowing genetic manipulation which alters DNA or compromises embryos
* Dealing or using drugs
* Pedophilia
* Social injustice that causes poverty or
the excessive accumulation of wealth by a few.
The mind-stomping irony of the last two items notwithstanding, this represents a boon for those of you who are tired of the trite, clichéd evil of the old list. Now you can enjoy the tingly thrill of mocking god every time you don’t recycle.
One only hopes that the church will commission someone to write The Divine Comedy 2: Electric Boogaloo, so that we’ll know for certain what eternal punishments await us for each of the new infractions. I can’t see the deterrent effect being really powerful unless we know the penalties up front.
