Profanity.

I’m the first to admit that the F-word lives right on the tip of my tongue.  And while I try to contain it, it has a way of escaping.  I wish it weren’t so but it’s an old habit and they’re so hard to break.

I may, however, have finally reached that “breaking” point.

Our path to the end started last week when we streamed new episodes of “Shrinking” and “Succession.” 

Our primary reason to watch “Shrinking” was Harrison Ford.  A classy and understated actor if ever there were one.

 “Succession” has been a fave since the get-go.  It’s anything but understated but it’s been great fun.  At least to date.

As we watched those shows we were surprised and dismayed at the over-use of the F-word in both.  It was relentless and unnecessary.  Repetition is at best tedious and at worst irritating. 

Don’t the writers understand that too much of anything is not a good thing   That over-use diminishes strength and power?  That “in-your-face,” gratuitious and belabored profanity can quickly become a turn-off.

Which is exactly what we did.  We turned those shows off and we don’t plan to go back.  Which is saying a f*****g lot. Oh, dear. Recovery is soooooo hard and relapse is sooooo easy. I’ll keep trying.