I am a plain-spoken, eloquent, and enormously profane man. To me, profanity is not sign of a weak mind, it is the spice of language, and I have a reputation at work of being able to strip paint from the walls when agitated. A good "f" bomb, applied with skill and precision, can make a point better than a 1000 milder words.
I must attend meetings all the time with the 'corporate' types who think dropping buzzwords equates to talent and skill. They will get all full of nonsense and vagueness and think they are wowing the crowd with their corporate acumen. The look on their little shiny faces when call them Bat-S**T crazy is priceless. Because I wear bib overalls and work boots at work (company supplied, OSHA required), sometimes I'll get a guy thinking I am some sort of uneducated yokel, and tries to put me in my place verbally. They bring their buzzwords and verb-nouns. I bring the more ribald parts of the Kings English, along with selected phrases in German and Russian. Its kinda like bringing toenail clippers to a gunfight. It never ends well for them.
I bring all this up because I've been told by a couple of people that it seems that whenever I am in a meeting, there is less nonsense, and we tend to stay on topic better. All it takes is one person with an "I don't have time for your crap" attitude who's not afraid to speak up to keep those kind of people in check.
Don't be afraid to be that person.
P.S. I can teach you the German and Russian curse words if you want.