I really enjoyed that - thanks! It was interesting to see the same knife and ulu designs as over here - but a bit alarming to see bone carving with a Dremel but without face masks.
I believe that there were no swear words. In the days before electric lights, a very stable mental state was pretty vital to withstand dark freezing winters. Also without total cooperation with neighbors, you die. And if you get mad at the weather conditions, or the lack of stuff to hunt, then you will make a mistake when you are distracted - and die. Even where I live, I've known many people in these times of electric light and TV, who could not tolerate the short days in winter and months when you never see the sun for overcast skies and continual rain or snow. Now of course when indigenous kids grow up in poverty (in material terms) around other kids who have (apparently) everthing, then they may learn anger and swearing in a hurry. Their parents and family, who have a different definition of wealth are totally blindsided, and unable to comprehend - as you would be if your kids came home from school and told you to dump the mansion and Range Rovers and get to somewhere you could risk your life to get fishy tasting meat by virtue of working with friends, in order to get some proper wealth. In my early years on the coast, 40 years ago, when kids were raised by their grand-parents because their parents had been destroyed by residential school, I had a difficult task explaining the clash of cultures. The points of view were incomprehensible to the other people involved, so maybe I never did. Anyway swearing is about small stuff that usually won't kill you - unless you simply you use it by habit in a really bad situation. Since everything in the north is life threatening, there isn't really any small stuff.