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Tell us about a time when you flew into a rage. What is it that made you so incredibly angry?
I am posting this a bit later in the day than normal. It is 8 pm local time. I guess it will be an experiment akin to the tree falling in a forest question: if it falls and no one is around, does it make a sound? As for this post: if you post a topic late, does anyone read it? I guess we will find out!
As for rage, I am a kindhearted, docile, peace-loving, unassuming, drama-free, easy-come-easy-go kind of a guy. Okay, that is more of a personal feeling than anything based on empirical evidence! Does this mean I have never felt rage? Of course not! I have felt my fair share of rage, though probably not as much as some others. Typically, I experience rage when driving on the highways in the southern USA!
The South is known for its hospitality, but do not think for one second that extends to the highways and byways. Down here, as they say, it is every person for his/herself. Expect no leniency or mercy on the blacktops of the southern states! It is really quite ridiculous. I do not know if it is the Nascar culture (I am not a race fan myself) or the heat, but people in these parts drive very aggressively. In fact, that may be an understatement!
They will cut you off in a heartbeat, if for no other reason than just the satisfaction in doing it. They will speed up to keep you from changing lanes; for God forbid, one car should be ahead of them. It is as if people think this will throw them an hour behind schedule!
I lived north of Boston while I was working on my post-graduate degree. I must say, those North-easterners were much more courteous and polite on the roadways than any southerner I have ever seen. They would actually yield the right away to another vehicle! They would actually slow down and let you over if you had your turn signal on! Oh, that is another thing, they actually knew two things about turn signals: one, that they had them and two, how to use them!
I have never experienced anything close to road-rage, but I have become ticked a few times behind the wheel!
But, to be honest, I know I have enraged a few fellow drivers myself! I know, especially when I was a teenager, I made a few people mad. I distinctly remember, on more than one occasion, being shown one particular finger!
Rage is something we all struggle with from time to time. It happens to the best amongst us.
I have never been a hot-blooded person. I have never had a short fuse, or a temper. It just is not my personality. It does not mean I am better than anyone else; it just means I am not wired that way. It certainly does not mean I never become angry or upset, I do. But, it really is not a struggle I have. If for no other reason, I just do not want to waste the energy! In some prideful sense, I don’t want to give the other person the satisfaction of knowing they have gotten under my skin to that degree.
Sometimes my lack of anger is, hopefully, a sign of humility and Christlikeness; but, probably true more times than not, it is a sign of open defiance!
Well, maybe I need to work on that! In conclusion, I will leave you with a few verses:
An Ode to Rage
Rage is boiling deep within
Growing hotter beneath my skin
At any moment the top will blow
And I will let the anger flow
My face will turn the brightest red
And fumes will waft from my head
So, stop your ears and turn in shame
Once loosed, my tongue shall not be tame!