I must admit that my heart has often desired greatly to have a powerful rage, something so terrible and awesome that whatever (or whoever) is the cause for my aggravation would immediately cease or be destroyed by flames erupting from me. I tried venting such a blood curdling barbaric yawp on our puppy to instil dread and awe in her feeble frame. She responded by wagging her tail with her posterior, leaping against me in glee and licking my legs with enthusiastic love. Such is the futility and comedy of our rage I suppose.

Carl