Cussing with Class

Governor Newscum.” 

Tut tut, Sir, it’s a scruffy taunt.

My granddad put reverse English on his curses with statements such as: The blessèd cinch strap on this saddle is busted! And my uncle by marriage had the same name as a legendary western outlaw, but shared no other trait with that scoundrel. “Scoundrel,” in fact, was his strongest insult, except when compounded in a rare extremity of exasperation into “confounded scoundrel” with stress on the CON-.

The family trivia has little relevance except to  point out that if Mr. Trump swore like a West Texas rancher, his repertory could include invective such as: 

That blessèd Gavin Newsom, the confounded scoundrel who governs California! 

Doesn’t that sound more presidential?

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I live in Texas and devote much of my time to easel painting on an amateur basis. I stream a lot of music, mostly jazz, throughout the day. I like to read and memorize poetry.
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