Time for another edition of Beautiful Words. Today’s word is horsefeathers.
I know. It’s odd. Although I frequently highlight words that give the air of grace and delicacy, I love all kinds of unusual words.
And, truth be told, I have a notorious potty-mouth. Many writers do. So, in an attempt to keep myself from using expletives every three minutes, I’m making more of an effort to use creative substitutions. I think it makes me a better storyteller, too.
Horsefeathers is an interjection. It means: rubbish; utter nonsense; bunk.
In a word, bullshit.
Now, bullshit is a relatively acceptable word these days. It’s not nearly as shocking or scandalous as it once was. In fact, I think it’s lost its power, due to the overwhelming, non-stop state of veritable BS we’re enduring these days.
But, just for fun, I’m going to start calling horsefeathers on all things BS. Don’t you love the way that sounds?
For example, politicians offering thoughts and prayers after a senseless, preventable incident that costs innocent lives while accepting money from organizations that promote weaponizing citizens regardless of their mental state? I’m calling horsefeathers on that.
Do you have a potty-mouth?