Is there any "curse word" you could call me that would hurt my feelings? Is there any word that could hurt yours?

My sister and I were having a discussion about this yesterday and we reasoned...no, not so much. Bitch, Whore, Twat, Hoe, Slut, or...dun dun dun...the dreaded "C" word. Cunt. There, I typed it.

But why are all the words that are geared to hurt me about my sexuality or my genitals? Most of these words held power back in the day when women were trying to break stereotypes and men had to use something to put them in their place.

But today, I think we've reclaimed most of them. Bitch - certainly. I use that word every day. Usually to describe myself. Girls call each other hoes and sluts all the time.

But wait- is that a good thing? Sure we've reclaimed the curses, but are we devaluing ourselves or just the words?

I think that to be afraid of using a word, or of being called that word, gives it an infinite amount of power. And to use it frequently lessens its potency and its ability to generate the hate and fear associated with it.

So, should girls in grade school sling about these words? Should men in the boardroom? If we can call each other bitches and hoes with no second thoughts, have we taken a step forward or a giant step back?

I don't know what's wrong with me lately. I've got this burning desire to move. Again. To go someplace new, that I've never been to. And stay there for a while. First it was montana. Now I'm thinking I'd like to go to Maine. I've never been there. I don't really know anything about it. Its cold and they have lobsters. Which I don't really like anyway.  I've been thinking about my future lately and I don't like what I see. It would drive me crazy to get a job that I only kind of like and an apartment I barely tolerate and can barely afford in the same town that I grew up in. I would go mad. Living in one place just doesn't appeal to me. At all. And that's kind of scary. What's wrong with that? Nothing I guess. Its just not for me. In my dream world, I would move every year or so. Just skip from town to town, country to country. Go where ever the wind or my whims take me. I hope that I'll be financially secure enough and not tied down too much to move. Who knows what's going to happen, but I'd like to go find out about the rest of this crazy world and the rest of myself.

So yeah...Maine.

Why not?