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Rage generally seems to be the fashion now. It's getting so you daren't honk your horn lest someone launch a spanner through your wind-screen. I wonder whether it's psychosexual, whether some people are actually feeling some perverse pleasure in allowing a mounting anger to develop. I see some people deliberately working themselves up into a lather of seething hatred, and no matter how apologetic or contrite the other person might be, you can see they don't really want to hear it, but are only wanting to reach some climax of violence.
Me, I prefer Zen. (And that stuff that goes on in the back seat of a Morris...)
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