So I decided to get this book for a class I’m sort of working on refining about Jewish law and foul language because, well, research. 
It was delightful! Definitely not for the faint of tongue, but I had so much fun reading it. The historical aspects were fascinating and Mohr has a gift for contextualizing language in order to paint a broader picture of why we we use and refuse the words that we do. 
Highly recommend if this a thing you are interested in and also don’t mind a lot of four letter words. 
Special shoutout, however, to the sentence “If someone called me a fascist today in über-liberal Cambridge, Massachusetts, I would be more bemused than insulted, but in the middle of World War II in small-town New Hampshire, the word was probably more directly relevant and offensive” as the moment when I needed to flip to the front of the book and check the publication date. 2013 seems a long time ago all of a sudden.