When I was a lad, back in the 50s, words like f*** & c*** & s*** & bl**dy & b***er(no, NOT butter) were reserved for special occasions. We said them in our secret hideouts, often in hushed tones lest we be overheard. Shouted out loud, the words had real power & showed just how angry & displeased we were. Shouted out loud, the words also announced to the world: "Watch out, I'm becomming a man"! Today, all these words have passed into everyday conversational language. I hear them in the street, I hear them on the TV & in the movies. The currency of the swear-word has been totally devalued. There are no special words left for those moments of pain & anger.
                                 Nigel Paterson (distressed & wordless)