Frankenstein is not on the loose, but even typically friendly folks are ticked at the universe and auditioning for their own version of “Falling Down.”
I am not talking just about road rage.
I’ve seen grocery store rage, elevator rage and even standing on the sidewalk waiting to cross the street rage.
The machine is being raged against.
I am talking about chilling with the raging ’tude. Walk it off and calm it down.
According to an article in the February issue of the Journal of the American College of Cardiology, anger and other strong emotions can end you — as in, you’re dead. But it is more than that. Anger is ugly.
The face twists, eyes narrow and jowls tighten. The Cro-Magnon heritage of man flashes across his brow. It’s dangerous. It’s animalistic. It’s GRRRRRR.
It is a wonder more faces haven’t frozen that way (or maybe they have).
I am not saying folks don’t have a reason to be angry. The economy is in the dumps, we are still at war, and Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt just won’t go away.
Many of those rolling around like a pig in a prom dress at a county fair are forgetting a few things: 1) Things have been and are worse for some people; and 2) Things may get worse for us.
I am just saying.
Yes, I know you are stressed. How could you not be? But being a jerk is only going to make things worse.
Being a jerk can turn a fender bender into the climax of “Jaws 3-D.” Being a jerk can mean the difference between a bullet flying in an episode of “M*A*S*H” or pies flying in “The Three Stooges.” Anger is a bumper car equipped with a grenade launcher.
This isn’t about turning the other cheek. It is about not freaking out and doing or saying something crazy. It’s about finding your inner whoosh.
Add a little sunshine to your life. Put a daisy in your own coffee cup. Drink up and sprinkle it with love.
Contact this reporter at (937) 225-2384 or arobinson@Dayton DailyNews.com.
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