Fury road: Rage and its uses
No, this is not a post about Mad Max, although if you haven’t seen it, you probably should. This post is about the energy of rage.
No, this is not a post about Mad Max, although if you haven’t seen it, you probably should.
This is a post about rage, anger and the energy of fury.
First off, I’m aware there are women — or, in these politically correct times and without wishing to offend anyone’s sensibilities, people whose names and faces make me pre-judge them to be women — on the subscriber list here. Maybe this post will speak most to men, but it could be useful for women too.
I can’t speak for women’s inner drivers, but from my experience as a man, and knowing and working with men in professional, personal and sporting capacities for more than 20 years, I do believe this is a generalized statement about men:
Men are often driven by anger. By fury. By rage.
Years ago an old boss remarked to me about a friend of hers who admitted that, for decades of his adult life, until an awakening took place somewhere in his 40s or 50s, every feeling he’d felt was hunger.
Whenever he was overcome by some cascading emotion, he ate.
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