I was motoring along yesterday and turned on the radio. It was tuned to one of the local pop stations (my daughter was previously driving the car). A new song started, by Metallica. Nice little bit of percussion, solo singer. And then the singer sang something like (can't remember exactly): F*** what you said, it don't mean s*** to me followed by a string of other lines also commencing with the same Anglo-Saxonism. Now the word has been in circulation for a lot longer than I've been around and I heard plenty of it in school, but in spoken language it is ephemeral, it's there and it's gone. And I know it's used a lot more in books and films to give a greater versimilitude of real life (although some writers and producers seem to be vying for the Perspex Wicket in Douglas Adams's "Life, the universe and everything" (for the most gratuitous use of f*** in a screenplay)). However, to trivialise it in a song and to repeat it endlessly seems to be a step beyond that, and in my opinion not a good one. Or, as I stagger towards the end of my sixth decade on the planet, am I a hopelessly old-fashioned fuddy-duddy who really should stick to classical?