What’s the big deal with saying the “Lord(s)'(s)” name in vain? (I put quotes around the word “Lord(s)'(s)” because I could be referring to the highest deity of any religion, denomination, freakish cult, etc., and I wouldn’t want to imply that this applies only to the western “Chistian” faith. I also put the “s” in brackets because if you’re part of a polytheistic religion like Hinduism, Buddhism, freakish cult, etc., you may have more than one “Lord” and could therefore use multiple “Lords’” names in vain. Again, I do this so that no one will feel offended, so if you don’t like it, bite me.)
Anyway, semantics aside, what’re people really afraid of when they say (their) “[G,g]od(s)'(s)” name? (Just to clarify here, I put the letter “g” in brackets because putting it in uppercase would necessarily imply a monotheistic religion such as Christianity, Islam, etc, and I put the word “their” in parentheses because I wanted the possessive pronoun to be grammatically correct if the following word was plural. Again, I do this to avoid toe-stepping-on; if it bugs you, you’re a moron idiot-brain.) I mean, are they worried that (H)e/(S)he/(I)t/(T)hey is/are going to be upset/mad if/when you use their name? Like, all of a sudden, are they going to start hurling fireballs, lightning bolts, other really painful and easily hurled natural phenomena, etc. just because you said their name? Come on, people: sack up and quit bein’ such pansies.
I personally wouldn’t have a problem if people used my name as an expletive:
- “Uh, can I have a toasted sesame bagel with cream cheese?”
- “Sorry, we’re all out of sesame.”
- “Nupe %&$#-ing Mehta! Can’t anyone find a sesame bagel in this town?”
- “How about cinnamon raisin?”
- “…I like cinnamon raisin. OK. Thanks a lot.”
- “Anytime.”
At this point you really have to question why the bagel vendor is so nice, but what you don’t have to question is using my name in vain. I don’t mind. Seriously. If you want to go around saying things like, “Nupe Mehta, it’s hot in here!” or “Nupedamn, that’s an expensive bus ticket!” or “Get your Nupeforesaken tail out of my weeds!” go right on ahead. It ain’t no thang.
Just don’t go around saying that I was reborn, or I sacrificed myself for humanity’s sins. I’m not that important. Oh, and quit calling me about the whole starting war and famine thing, I have nothing to do with that either.
Jesus.