Sweet Dream

I came across a luverly word while researching profanity this week that has me all of a quiver because it’s a delicious brand new word. It’s cromulent. Unfortunately the online Encarta dictionary doesn't yet list cromulent suggesting corpulent or crapulent instead.

I know what corpulent means - because I am.

Ha, crapulent means regularly overindulging in food or alcohol. Guilty as charged me lud. Crapulenting leads to corpulence but are they a natural precursor of cromulence?
Back to the source of Cromulent...ah yes, now I remember... allegedly The Simpsons. I’m not a fan ‘coz I have an aversion to cartoons.  Guilty again as charged again me lud.

Anyway, it’ so easy to get distracted with the interwebs that I lose track and start diverting to music from my youth (pre-historic times) such as Focus and Burning Red Ivanhoe. Not to mention comedy including gems such as Do Not Adjust Your Set which involved Denise Coffey and many of the chaps who went onto Monty Python. 
I watched a live recording of one Do Not Adjust Your Set somewhere on the outskirts of London - Teddington possibly. I wore my mini skirt and matching beige bolero, thanks to Woman’s Weekly - it was buy the bits and pieces and sew it yourself - my snappy outfit was set off with a frilly white blouse. I thought I was the bees knees but alas didn’t catch the eye of a male cast member.

Seeing all those soon to be stars was a highlight of my life and I’m so proud of them all going onto greater things like exploring the Himalayas, Farty Towels and Frost.  
It’s such a shame Basil Faulty, aka John Cheese, has to go back on the road (he’s just a little older than I) to re-coup losses from yet another divorce, his third I believe! He sounds quite bitter. I’m almost glad I didn’t hook up with him in the late 60s coz we’d be divorced by now. Anyway I’m still in with a chance. I’ve only been divorced twice and am penniless so we may yet make a good match.

Back to profanity for a wee moment before we say goodbye to a subject no one is terribly interested in. 

Vladimir has had me thinking more about profanity, language, the context in which it’s used and cultural differences.

International cussing comparisons are probably somewhat meaningless as cultural norms vary greatly from one country to another. Take for example, Leningrad, the band referred to in the Moscow posting from Vladimir. I’d never heard of them so I took a listen, and another and another, and before I knew it my paltry 2 GB monthly data allowance was all chewed up.  I’ve since signed up for more. Love it!

I was instantly besotted by Sweet Dream even though I had absolutely no comprehension of what the delightful Yuliya Kogan was singing. It didn’t matter because I thoroughly enjoyed the music, especially her raspy voice, the horns and drums.

Take a listen:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pBZ_YzBCIAQ
And do you know I don’t care about the lyrics-it’s the music that counts.

And so, back to profanity. Perhaps it’s only offensive if you understand the words?

Perhaps it’s only offensive if said with menacing intent, violence, or aggression?

Listen to a translation of Sweet Dream and decide for yourself.