Being generally opposed to censorship, I've no quibble with the latter, except when it becomes monotonous and repetitious, or even more crucially, when it drives out charm and variety. Consider, for example, this expression of surprise from Jeremy Paxman recently on University Challenge: "Oh my godfathers!". It's a phrase which was clearly devised to disguise the then unacceptable "Oh my God!" and so is equally clearly now redundant. But that's the charm of it, as with lawks a mercy (Lord have mercy), cor lummy (Lord, love me) and other such "minced oaths". I'm fond, too, of Lord luv a duck, whose delightful obscurity has defeated even Michael Quinion's excellent World Wide Words blog but is a splendidly satisfying thing to say. Try it.
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