“When correctly viewed,” said Tom Lehrer, “everything is lewd.”
As always, Professor Lehrer was ahead of his time:
Seeing an article about the naughty language policies on Xbox Live generated two corollary effects:
1. The creation of this strip. Then,
2. A meditation on the feasibility of ever outrunning profanity.
A year ago, we saw a quiz thing that asked you to determine which of four odd phrases were euphemisms for sexual acts. By the time we had discovered this question, every item on the list had developed a carnal reputation. That is to say, every item. We are fast approaching a point where ordering a sandwich at a deli will land you in prison. While I’m intrigued by the dystopian undertones of this scenario, I don’t necessarily want to live under its strictures, not least of which because I tend to frequent delis.
Some of the things routinely done by bloggers, in fact, might sound perfectly filthy:
- Working on the back-end
- Refreshing the templates
- Repositioning the header
- Purging a pingback
- Redirecting the feed
If this sounds a lot like “Horrifying Clichés” by Paul Coker, Jr., as featured in Mad, well, you know my early influences.
(Seen on a trip through TJICistan.)