The Joy of Cursing

Seems like I always wake with a start as he slams on the breaks to avoid someone needlessly changing lanes, or hurrying up to get ahead of us, only to lose their useless gain and end up behind us   I try not to scream for that only makes things worse.  I am grateful I know how to swear. My husband swears heroically.  He does have talent for this — after all, he taught me. If you suddenly swear, like when you burn your finger, it is visceral.  It is a reflex reaction from deep in the brain; we call it the “limbic” system. When we do it, tension disappears and is lost. Our baseline, our emotional control, suddenly return. This is a good thing.