This is how I feel about using " the ‘n’ word". Just use “racial slur”. I’m sure we can all figure out which one it is from context.
Okay, this made me laugh out loud. Thank you!
Yup not decided at all. And I’ll use ‘poop’ when talking about my needs. Nothing wrong with it.
Well, “poop” probably drifted into mainstream vocabulary because the most common reason for adults to talk about the stuff is because they are talking about children (or pets). Dung and manure have lost traction because most of us don’t have much cause to talk about the details of farm animals these days. Back when most of us lived on farms, maybe “dung” was more common.
Quite honestly, “it’s usually used metaphorically” is the main reason “shit” isn’t useful (and “crap” is useless as a noun to describe the literal stuff). I can imagine myself saying, “oh shit, there’s poop on the kitchen floor”. So it’s not too rude for my vocabulary. But if i said, “there’s shit all over the kitchen floor”, my housemates would assume a pile of old mail fell off the kitchen table onto the floor, or someone decided to take apart their bicycle and then left the room, or…
My son was over for Christmas, so i asked him. He doesn’t swear, and wouldn’t say, “shit”. He suggested “poop” as the word he would use to describe literal substance of shit (asked that way, because i do use the word). And when told it offended you, he replied, “tough to be you”.
My wife and I saw it and we both enjoyed it. I left the RCC when I was 17 and so all the folderol and BS amused me. My wife was more mystified by it, but it was fodder for conversation later. WE disagree on the ending. I assumed the transgender person was elected and she thought that the Ralph Fiennes character won.
I agree with you, sb1953, about the ending. But I think it’s up in the air regarding exactly what will happen next. Fiennes’ character COULD take a number of steps, but which ones?
What I have a hard time with is the idea that a bunch of experienced (knowledgeable, crafty, politically-astute, etc.) Cardinals would elect a hitherto-unknown quantity based solely on 60 seconds of platitudes delivered during a time of crisis. “Peace comes from the heart? Why didn’t we think of that? I’m sold!”
It doesn’t offend me. It annoys me.
It doesn’t infuriate me, but it does exasperate and confuse me when my mom refers to my best dog with the wrong pronouns. How do you not know he is our favorite son?
That jab was assumed at @Strenger , not you. 
My car told me that my fob batteries needed to be replaced. I purchased two CR 2025 batteries and brought up a YT video that showed me exactly how to do it. The video lasted 1:27.
15 minutes later, I finally was successful in changing the batteries. The little push button on the fob was nearly impossible to depress to open the fob. Then after I finally got it open, it took me a good five minutes to remove the batteries from their double-secret protective plastic coverings. And finally the fob would not snap back together until I pressed down with what seemed like all my strength. When it finally snapped together, I thought I had broken the damn thing.
Got to be an easier way to do this.
Yes. But does your son write for “print”/online media?
If not, I wish him well and find his restraint…well…idiosyncratic and a bit strange, but to each his or her own.
Correct, it is tough, bold, and stalwart to hold the lines of language when one is a mere consumer.
Somebody has to do it.
The sleepless nights, the unshaven face, the bags under the eyelids…it’s a thankless job, but I persist.
I also submit that “poopie” is a superior substitute for “poo” or “poop.” As is “doodie.” Those will be acceptable.
My car doesn’t trust me anymore. I unlock the door with the fob, but when I press start it says “no key”. So I use the fob to lock the doors and then it’s convinced it’s me.
I went to the dealer who charged me somewhat under $5 each.
Try holding the fob up to the starter button. It may start.
If it keeps happening, maybe your fob battery is getting low.
I’m coming late to the “poop” discussion. (Now there’s a phrase I never anticipated typing! )
There was a time in my life when I quite smugly restricted myself to using more “clinical” terms such as “defecate” and “urinate.” Until I found myself working in a clinical setting, and everybody said “pee” and “poop.”
Now if we want to talk about people deliberately being cute, I have more than once heard a patient whose functions were all functioning described as “peeing, pooping, pumping and perfusing.”
I remember I was engaged to a woman, who had three kids, who grew to think of me as some sort of replacement Dad. Anyway one of the boys got punished for saying 'shit" in early grade school- (The teacher wanted to know- why?- what sorta bathroom trip he had to make, and he said “I gotta take a shit”) . I told him the term is “bowel movement” . So, he used that term, and got in trouble. I went to see the principle and teacher and asked them what was wrong with the correct medical term, and they said “it made the class laugh” but agreed no punishment. They wanted "#1 and #2. Geez.
Another one from me. The way some manufacturers of OTC pain meds don’t put the dosage instructions clearly on the back of the bottle, you know where you’d obviously expect it. Instead they put them on the incredibly hard to peel off underside of the label WTF?! Particularly for kids medicine this is infuriating as I have a bunch of kids (who are always sick with some lurgy or other) so I have no idea which med (Acetaminophen, Ibuprofen, etc) has which dosage for which age.
Having just gone through this with a bottle of kids acetaminophen I want bad things to the designer who decided this. There is a bunch of pointless bullshit information on the outside of the label and the actual thing you need to know is hidden on underside (which actually I failed to peel off, and had to just Google the dosage 
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Oh yes that would make me mad too! Those meds do have those differing dosages and they’re not easy to memorize. When one of my nephews was sick last week, my sister presented this fact as well to me. Yours is really a valid point!
Some of those peel-off labels are not too difficult to peel. Others are much more difficult and frustrating. There were a couple of times when I struggled with one for a while and finally discovered that it wasn’t actually a peel-off label at all, and I was just peeling off a regular label with nothing underneath it.
I do find those peel-away stickers…they tend to come out furling of their own accord…I’m sure there are manufacturing variances.
But anyway.
I swear I saw some talk about this…maybe here…maybe elsewhere…
This doesn’t even ping the meter compared to tailgating, having a busted headlight, or failing to signal when changing lanes.
But it truly enrages me…in a mild way.
WTF, people? I’m not talking about in a lane where turning traffic might endanger oneself.
Just a regular old stoplight.
Why in the fucking hell would you stop four feet before the stop bar? (And, in many cases, a crosswalk.)
Hard of knowing, much?
There’s no reason it bothers me, except that I don’t like to be reminded more than usual of what dumbskis are out on the road. It’s also, ugly, disorderly, and looks like shit.
Dumbest goddamned thing I’ve ever seen.
If they don’t know where their front bumper is, their privilege to drive should be revoked until they earn that privilege by passing a practical test.
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And also, fix your goddamned busted headlight, you piece of shit! Can’t or won’t do it yourself? Have it done.
You’re a menace and an irritant.
But that’s actually important to get right, so doesn’t really belong in this thread.