F*** it

Journal entry
May 3, 2004

I had the distinct displeasure of hearing the censored version of Eamon’s “Fuck it (I don’t want you back)” the other day. And by censored I mean chopped up, chewed up and spit out again. All the apparently naughty words was basically removed, but it just seems like an excersize in futility.

I mean, does anybody seriously believe that the 2 people who haven’t heard the original lyrics can’t guess what the real wording of “F*** you, you h**, I don’t want you back” is supposed to be?

Do the grand old men of censorship believe that if we just don’t say fuck, that immoral indecensy will automatically go away? What is the point of censoring words if not to pretend they don’t exist? And is this really different from an ostrich sticking it’s head in a bush when it feels threatened?

Whatever. Or as Eamon puts it now:

F*** what I said, it dont mean s*** now

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clare bernadas June 14, 2004

For me the music speaks of the todays mellow jams. While wondering the sensored word in it, its not really that its a foreign word but just that I can't confirm it to myself. Then it find me so right the time I tried to fill the words into its lyrics. The next thing I knew the tiitle really speaks to that sensored word, F_It. Fine its it, there it was.

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