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How many of you get angry? Surely everyone.
But what do you do when you get angry? How do you calm yourself?
Do you keep it in hoping that any minute it'll go away, do you do something physical, or do you simply just walk away?
Hit something. A pillow, a wall, yourself?
What kinds of things set it off for you.
What do you do when you're angry?
The most memorable thing I've done yet whilst angry is throw my guitar against my bedroom wall. That was sad. But it feels so unbelievably nice to throw something when upset. It really does help.
Say you're a 15 year old boy/girl and you get upset/angry a lot, but keep it in. Do you think it'll affect your future? Make you mentally unstable?
Ack, so many questions! I'm inquisitive! I appreciate your opinions, going through a stage where I'm loving to learn about people..! ;)
But what do you do when you get angry? How do you calm yourself?
Do you keep it in hoping that any minute it'll go away, do you do something physical, or do you simply just walk away?
Hit something. A pillow, a wall, yourself?
What kinds of things set it off for you.
What do you do when you're angry?
The most memorable thing I've done yet whilst angry is throw my guitar against my bedroom wall. That was sad. But it feels so unbelievably nice to throw something when upset. It really does help.
Say you're a 15 year old boy/girl and you get upset/angry a lot, but keep it in. Do you think it'll affect your future? Make you mentally unstable?
Ack, so many questions! I'm inquisitive! I appreciate your opinions, going through a stage where I'm loving to learn about people..! ;)
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When I get angry I tend to hit the wall.
I hurts but it feels good......kind of. It's like the 'pain' you get from the after shock is just weakness leaving the body.
But i'd never throw my guitar. NEVER!
Ms NY - What was you thinking? :P
I hurts but it feels good......kind of. It's like the 'pain' you get from the after shock is just weakness leaving the body.
But i'd never throw my guitar. NEVER!
Ms NY - What was you thinking? :P
wo..
*light for new notable*
*light for new notable*
I get what you mean.
Black Glove wrote:
> Holy smoke Light, do your machinations cover every subject under the
> sun?
Heh. I've been writing 'em for 3 years or so now, so there's a fair old amount of articles I can dip into! Actually that reminds me; I haven't written a 'zine article for a while...
>
> I'm not sure I agree with you though, that feelings of anger are
> essentially beyond our control. I think people indulge in anger, as
> they do in other emotions, there's a choice involved, especially with
> becoming angry over trivial matters. There is no need to lose control
> in such an irrational manner - it's just the easiest option, the
> esiaest way to release emotion. There's nothing worse that someone
> who gets angry at the drop of a hat. When I see it happen I always
> think: "the self-indulgent prat".
I'd agree with that; to engage that level of self control one must first have gotten angry. The more one uses self control over time, the less likely they are to get angry at trivial things.
In other words, I believe that there is a choice about giving in to ones anger and kicking off at someone/thing as a result of it, but there is no conscious choice made in order to get angry in the first place.
> Holy smoke Light, do your machinations cover every subject under the
> sun?
Heh. I've been writing 'em for 3 years or so now, so there's a fair old amount of articles I can dip into! Actually that reminds me; I haven't written a 'zine article for a while...
>
> I'm not sure I agree with you though, that feelings of anger are
> essentially beyond our control. I think people indulge in anger, as
> they do in other emotions, there's a choice involved, especially with
> becoming angry over trivial matters. There is no need to lose control
> in such an irrational manner - it's just the easiest option, the
> esiaest way to release emotion. There's nothing worse that someone
> who gets angry at the drop of a hat. When I see it happen I always
> think: "the self-indulgent prat".
I'd agree with that; to engage that level of self control one must first have gotten angry. The more one uses self control over time, the less likely they are to get angry at trivial things.
In other words, I believe that there is a choice about giving in to ones anger and kicking off at someone/thing as a result of it, but there is no conscious choice made in order to get angry in the first place.
Much of people's tendency to rage is genetic.
In fact, we can identify people likely to become homicidal by slicing up their brains into tiny, wafer thin slices and examining them for the "black mark" which identifies a tendency to quickly and violently lose temper.
Of course, it's difficult to do this without killing off the subject.
In fact, we can identify people likely to become homicidal by slicing up their brains into tiny, wafer thin slices and examining them for the "black mark" which identifies a tendency to quickly and violently lose temper.
Of course, it's difficult to do this without killing off the subject.
Holy smoke Light, do your machinations cover every subject under the sun?
I'm not sure I agree with you though, that feelings of anger are essentially beyond our control. I think people indulge in anger, as they do in other emotions, there's a choice involved, especially with becoming angry over trivial matters. There is no need to lose control in such an irrational manner - it's just the easiest option, the esiaest way to release emotion. There's nothing worse that someone who gets angry at the drop of a hat. When I see it happen I always think: "the self-indulgent prat".
I'm not sure I agree with you though, that feelings of anger are essentially beyond our control. I think people indulge in anger, as they do in other emotions, there's a choice involved, especially with becoming angry over trivial matters. There is no need to lose control in such an irrational manner - it's just the easiest option, the esiaest way to release emotion. There's nothing worse that someone who gets angry at the drop of a hat. When I see it happen I always think: "the self-indulgent prat".
I get angry almost every second I'm awake for one reason or another...
Anyhoo, here's something I wrote a while ago about Anger which may or may not be interesting to you.
Anger.
Anger is a curious and oft ignored motivation. It is also one that has been at the forefront of the British news recently, together with its attendant emotions of anguish and humiliation. The latter two are best evidenced (if you're English) by the eminently satisfying reports in the German media concerning the 5-1 drubbing that was dished out to the national team on Saturday. But I mention this only in passing. If one wants to look at anger in the news, one should look no further than the Ardoyne Road in Belfast.
For the last week there has been some horrifically ugly scenes as parents tried to walk their children to school. This act has angered the residents of Ardoyne Road so much that they have attempted to blockade the route to the school and have hurled everything from abuse to bottles at both parents and children. The police have been accused of heavy handedness by the Ardoyne residents, but truth be known they have acted with that force which was necessary to repel them from the pupils of the Holy Cross school. The only reason it may have appeared excessive is that the fury of the people of Ardoyne is so great, so passionate, that it literally took a small army of baton wielding policemen to batter and force them back.
So what has caused all of this anger? Obviously it cannot be the mere fact that some children are walking through their street to get to school. We are told that the reason is a simple one; Holy Cross school is Catholic. The Ardoyne Road is Protestant. The Protestants don't want Catholic's walking through their street as they "feel intimidated". So intimidated in fact that they have suddenly felt the need to turn out in force and bay like wolves at the moon every weekday morning as the children make their frightened way to school.
There has been much said this week of the barbarity of the Ardoyne residents. Even hardened loyalists have frowned upon their behavior, with some commenting that it makes them ashamed to be Protestant. What strikes me about much of the coverage of the disgraceful scenes this week is the assumption that the anger of the Ardoyne is a choice that was rationally made leading to quite voluntary attendance in the mob every morning. Personally, I'm not so sure. These people are Angry with a capital A, that much is for certain. After all, our society is littered with taboos concerning the ill treatment of children (just look at the storm generated by Brass Eye if one wants an example) and yet these people are turning up five mornings a week with the specific intent of screaming hate filled vitriol at a group of 8 to 11 year olds.
I suspect that if it were put in just those terms to the Ardoyne residents then they would perhaps pause for a little thought. But then again, perhaps not. After all, something has caused this tremendous anger, and I cannot believe that it is simply the fact that some children from one local yet distinct group are walking through an area populated by people belonging to another group who are their traditional opponents to get to school. Good lord if that were the case then the boy from Sunderland who attended my High School in Newcastle would have had to run a gauntlet of fury every morning (which, come to think of it, wouldn't have been so bad as he was a noted and notorious git). So why the extreme anger?
In my experience, one doesn't get the choice about whether to be angry or not. One simply reacts to circumstances. Who among us can say that they have sat down and made a conscious decision to get angry about something? Anger is something primal, and logical thought has no place in its genesis. The most ridiculous things can cause it. We are contemptuous of the Ardoyne residents for their anger at schoolchildren, yet I have in my time been roused to fury by my football team losing, or by my girlfriends constant snoring (the kind that sort of hangs around in the background noise when one is trying to sleep, only to rise to a brief crescendo when one is on the very cusp of unconsciousness; most annoying!). If I were to think rationally about these things, the pointlessness of my anger at them quickly becomes apparent. But who thinks rationally when angry? Anger is something that is essentially beyond our control.
So then, if we accept that the anger of the Ardoyne has as much justification as pretty much any other bout of hostility we can perhaps begin to look a little further into their ire. One thing that should be addressed from the very beginning is the mistaken belief that anger (and in particular anger that excites ones passion to the extent that one can proceed no further without either bellowing with rage and/or smashing up inanimate objects and, regrettably, people) is the sole preserve of the stupid. This is not at all the case and I would go as far as to say that it is stupid of anyone to think that. I don't think I'm being too arrogant by saying that I'm an intelligent person. And yet I've become so angry at times that I have screamed hatred and vitriol at whomever was unfortunate enough to be the target of my hostility. I've quite possibly broken holes in more walls than Tom and Jerry. Happily I have resisted the urge to lash out at people, contenting myself with becoming the scourge of kitchen walls instead. Einstein was not exactly noted for his 100% cool temper. If we were to really get into a debate on this one could point out an angry Jesus throwing the moneylenders from the temple. I'm entirely sure that some of the people in the Ardoyne mob are as intelligent or more so than I am (perhaps not quite at the level of Einstein or Jesus though...). But they're still there and their anger is no different to any of the other members of the mob.
This means that anybody can be held to the mercy of his or her rage. And it is not up to us to decide when it happens either. So are the people of the Ardoyne mere slaves to their spleen? Not entirely; I'm sure you're familiar with the feeling of fighting to keep control of your emotions when faced with something pretty much guaranteed to cause an explosion of rage. It is a strong willed person indeed who, faced with an event that causes one to feel almost unreal anger, manages to choke down their hate and attempt to look at the situation with a balanced view. The intoxicating thing about anger is that, at the time, it seems so completely right that one should react in this way. One is afforded a clarity that is rarely (if ever) in evidence during our normal life. Any and all moral objections are swept away. Whatever pockets of reason remain are ignored entirely. Whatever it is that excites our wrath is given our full and undivided attention. And usually, anger being what it is, we are entirely focused on how best to either destroy or hurt that which has caused us to feel this way. The fact that there could be all manner of justifications for the events that caused us to feel so is entirely irrelevant. The only thing that is of any concern is the anger that it has caused. It is for that reason that the people of the Ardoyne have been spitting bile at the children of Holy Cross. If someone objective can fully understand the causes of their anger (by which I mean truly understand rather than trotting out the usual sectarian spiel) then perhaps we can begin to hope that some of the hate can be lanced and that some semblance of normality can return to the Ardoyne.
Anyhoo, here's something I wrote a while ago about Anger which may or may not be interesting to you.
Anger.
Anger is a curious and oft ignored motivation. It is also one that has been at the forefront of the British news recently, together with its attendant emotions of anguish and humiliation. The latter two are best evidenced (if you're English) by the eminently satisfying reports in the German media concerning the 5-1 drubbing that was dished out to the national team on Saturday. But I mention this only in passing. If one wants to look at anger in the news, one should look no further than the Ardoyne Road in Belfast.
For the last week there has been some horrifically ugly scenes as parents tried to walk their children to school. This act has angered the residents of Ardoyne Road so much that they have attempted to blockade the route to the school and have hurled everything from abuse to bottles at both parents and children. The police have been accused of heavy handedness by the Ardoyne residents, but truth be known they have acted with that force which was necessary to repel them from the pupils of the Holy Cross school. The only reason it may have appeared excessive is that the fury of the people of Ardoyne is so great, so passionate, that it literally took a small army of baton wielding policemen to batter and force them back.
So what has caused all of this anger? Obviously it cannot be the mere fact that some children are walking through their street to get to school. We are told that the reason is a simple one; Holy Cross school is Catholic. The Ardoyne Road is Protestant. The Protestants don't want Catholic's walking through their street as they "feel intimidated". So intimidated in fact that they have suddenly felt the need to turn out in force and bay like wolves at the moon every weekday morning as the children make their frightened way to school.
There has been much said this week of the barbarity of the Ardoyne residents. Even hardened loyalists have frowned upon their behavior, with some commenting that it makes them ashamed to be Protestant. What strikes me about much of the coverage of the disgraceful scenes this week is the assumption that the anger of the Ardoyne is a choice that was rationally made leading to quite voluntary attendance in the mob every morning. Personally, I'm not so sure. These people are Angry with a capital A, that much is for certain. After all, our society is littered with taboos concerning the ill treatment of children (just look at the storm generated by Brass Eye if one wants an example) and yet these people are turning up five mornings a week with the specific intent of screaming hate filled vitriol at a group of 8 to 11 year olds.
I suspect that if it were put in just those terms to the Ardoyne residents then they would perhaps pause for a little thought. But then again, perhaps not. After all, something has caused this tremendous anger, and I cannot believe that it is simply the fact that some children from one local yet distinct group are walking through an area populated by people belonging to another group who are their traditional opponents to get to school. Good lord if that were the case then the boy from Sunderland who attended my High School in Newcastle would have had to run a gauntlet of fury every morning (which, come to think of it, wouldn't have been so bad as he was a noted and notorious git). So why the extreme anger?
In my experience, one doesn't get the choice about whether to be angry or not. One simply reacts to circumstances. Who among us can say that they have sat down and made a conscious decision to get angry about something? Anger is something primal, and logical thought has no place in its genesis. The most ridiculous things can cause it. We are contemptuous of the Ardoyne residents for their anger at schoolchildren, yet I have in my time been roused to fury by my football team losing, or by my girlfriends constant snoring (the kind that sort of hangs around in the background noise when one is trying to sleep, only to rise to a brief crescendo when one is on the very cusp of unconsciousness; most annoying!). If I were to think rationally about these things, the pointlessness of my anger at them quickly becomes apparent. But who thinks rationally when angry? Anger is something that is essentially beyond our control.
So then, if we accept that the anger of the Ardoyne has as much justification as pretty much any other bout of hostility we can perhaps begin to look a little further into their ire. One thing that should be addressed from the very beginning is the mistaken belief that anger (and in particular anger that excites ones passion to the extent that one can proceed no further without either bellowing with rage and/or smashing up inanimate objects and, regrettably, people) is the sole preserve of the stupid. This is not at all the case and I would go as far as to say that it is stupid of anyone to think that. I don't think I'm being too arrogant by saying that I'm an intelligent person. And yet I've become so angry at times that I have screamed hatred and vitriol at whomever was unfortunate enough to be the target of my hostility. I've quite possibly broken holes in more walls than Tom and Jerry. Happily I have resisted the urge to lash out at people, contenting myself with becoming the scourge of kitchen walls instead. Einstein was not exactly noted for his 100% cool temper. If we were to really get into a debate on this one could point out an angry Jesus throwing the moneylenders from the temple. I'm entirely sure that some of the people in the Ardoyne mob are as intelligent or more so than I am (perhaps not quite at the level of Einstein or Jesus though...). But they're still there and their anger is no different to any of the other members of the mob.
This means that anybody can be held to the mercy of his or her rage. And it is not up to us to decide when it happens either. So are the people of the Ardoyne mere slaves to their spleen? Not entirely; I'm sure you're familiar with the feeling of fighting to keep control of your emotions when faced with something pretty much guaranteed to cause an explosion of rage. It is a strong willed person indeed who, faced with an event that causes one to feel almost unreal anger, manages to choke down their hate and attempt to look at the situation with a balanced view. The intoxicating thing about anger is that, at the time, it seems so completely right that one should react in this way. One is afforded a clarity that is rarely (if ever) in evidence during our normal life. Any and all moral objections are swept away. Whatever pockets of reason remain are ignored entirely. Whatever it is that excites our wrath is given our full and undivided attention. And usually, anger being what it is, we are entirely focused on how best to either destroy or hurt that which has caused us to feel this way. The fact that there could be all manner of justifications for the events that caused us to feel so is entirely irrelevant. The only thing that is of any concern is the anger that it has caused. It is for that reason that the people of the Ardoyne have been spitting bile at the children of Holy Cross. If someone objective can fully understand the causes of their anger (by which I mean truly understand rather than trotting out the usual sectarian spiel) then perhaps we can begin to hope that some of the hate can be lanced and that some semblance of normality can return to the Ardoyne.
But Teles are bullet proof*
My Strat would go iffy, and my Jedson semi would just disintegrate if I threw it. It's begginning to as it is but thats not the point.
*may not be true, don't try.
My Strat would go iffy, and my Jedson semi would just disintegrate if I threw it. It's begginning to as it is but thats not the point.
*may not be true, don't try.
Not in an angry fashion, though.
Notorious Biggles wrote:
> Ms NY wrote:
> The most memorable thing I've done yet whilst angry is throw my
> guitar against my bedroom wall.
>
> What sort of sicko would do such a thing! How could you do that?
> Why?! It just doesn't make sense!
>
> Wait... you are female after all... you don't have to make sense
Heh, I throw my Fender Tele about all the time. It's got loads of dent now, but it still sounds as sweet as an angel!
> Ms NY wrote:
> The most memorable thing I've done yet whilst angry is throw my
> guitar against my bedroom wall.
>
> What sort of sicko would do such a thing! How could you do that?
> Why?! It just doesn't make sense!
>
> Wait... you are female after all... you don't have to make sense
Heh, I throw my Fender Tele about all the time. It's got loads of dent now, but it still sounds as sweet as an angel!
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