Interesting replies! I can't recall anytime I've wanted to psychically maul someone, but if I do feel anger...if you can call it that; I normally stop talking to someone who gets on my nerves enough. A fine example of someone who got me to that point was a guy I took out to eat and all he did was farted and talked loudly in swear words... I hate angry emotions, but I guess it might be necessary to sometimes assert your position in this world with a little untamed violence! One day... all of the hatred and silent rage and hellfire will awaken within me, and all who stand in my way will fall in bloody violence.


Nah that sounded tasteless, what I'm really saying is... maybe anger is part of the natural order, and if you repress it that could lead to issues later on. So far so good with me though. I think when I was a teen I might have had some moments that where questionable, but I promise you I keep my composure most of the time. I'm glad to see different people have different ways on handling anger :3

Well, there were times I was confronted for visiting a therapist while in the Army. A crooked doc eventually leaked the reason, which was gender identity disorder, which I had struggled with alone all my life. My supervisor brought it up out of blue one day, and called me gay. I wanted to stab him, but I punched a filing cabinet instead. Nice, massive dent. The topic was never brought up again.

what about species identity disorder?

I find it really difficult to get angry, even with certain things, i just can't be bothered to get worked up. I mean my best friend got persuaded into pawning my rather expensive laptop off and then spent it all (mostly) on weed and i just couldn't get angry about it, still it's not like i needed it i mean i left it over his house for AGES because i didn't need it any more, but still it was mine but i couldn't get angry at him, mainly because he's an idiot that can be persuaded surprisingly easy BUT also because he wouldn't have done it if it weren't for that shmuck "friend" of his.

did he at least share the weed with you?

i don't smoke, but he has tried to get me into it, but i'm not interested but he did say he would forevermore give me free weed whenever i'm around (though i think he said that because he knows i won't take him up on the offer).

i just find it dificult to get angry, guess i'm just mellow person.

yeah but if you just let him get off with it and don't say anything he's probably going to keep doing shit like that

Haha, sorry it took me so long to rise to the bait of this post but yeah. I agree with you wholeheartedly. As a Liverpool supporter it kinda makes you feel uneasy when you see dishonesty like that. I am glad that players like Benayoun don't go down unless they have no option to, like there was a match a few weeks ago where they were like "Why didn't you just go down?".

yeah, you share this view with a lot of the liverpool fans i spoke to in and around 'pool after the game (have i mentioned that the people of liverpool seem really nice and honest?), there was a lot of shame around town that evening. it's sad because the fans can't be responsible for the actions of the players on the pitch and they don't deserve to have a cheating disgust-merchant at the club. you raise a good contrast with benayoun who always gives 100% for his club and never goes down without the effect of gravity. that's football though eh?

it also doesn't help that i was pretty much a few metres left / up from that picture

Howard Webb has made me angry too many times this season. And he looks like the Hood from Thunderbirds.

the standard of refereeing in general has slipped. bring back graham poll i say!

Also you should totally get free weed from him.  At the very least call his bluff, and make a profit off it or something like that.   Just because you are a mellow and laid-back person doesn't mean that you need to be a fucking tool either.

don't miss understand personally even if he did shit like that (which incidentally he hasn't in a long time, bear in mind that incident happend years ago) i still value the friendship of a long time in which he hasn't done stuff like that more then a laptop of which i had no use of, yes he was a git/bastard/etc for doing it but the incident has been dealt with, it's just i find it physically/phsycologically(sp) very difficult to get angry at people.
whilst i don't get angry with people i do have limits after witch i ignore them to the point they could be speaking to me and i wouldn't acknowledge there existence, i never talk to them again, and i make sure others know why I'm ignoring them so others can join me in ignoring said person, I've completely ousted people like that before, making a person loose all social standings in there local area/school/club etc is far better way at getting back at them then being angry, being angry achieves nothing so i tend to take a passive style of actively getting back at them.

excuse me this is now the liverpool FC love-in topic please stay on topic

How the hell did that massive turdstain not get sent off after he stood on Maxi's face and made him bleed! Such a pile of #2.

The angriest I've ever gotten was my recent reply to TFT... I'll pull it up in a sec

So I said "Have you looked in the mirror lately TFT? You always seem to have a negative attitude about everything but you always hide behind a sarcastic veneer and slack grammatical style."

  you never cease to make me laugh Mark. Thank you.

I've always had a hard time understanding people that "don't get angry." I've always been around anger, in myself and in others. My parents, my friends, you name it. Maybe I'm just that trying, that I piss off everyone unfortunate enough to be around me. When I was in second grade, before I'd even seen/heard my parents get really loud in an argument, the teachers were concerned that I was too angry and aggressive. Someone flicked me in the ear and laughed, so I stabbed him in the arm with a pencil. When we had "free time" to draw and color, mine usually had "big angry black and red slashes everywhere." I was in counseling all through elementary school. Other kids went to lunch period, I went to the counselor's office.

They figured that my temper combined with my lackluster performance in school meant that I had some sort of developmental issue, that I was possibly one of the slow kids. To that end, they administered a battery of I.Q. tests. When the results came back, I was pulled out of regular classes and upgraded to the gifted program. That kept me acting mostly normal up into high school, aside from one outburst where a couple kids hit me in the head with a metal rod rolled up in a magazine and I beat on them with a desk before throwing multiple desks at them. Unfortunately, my family moved to a different district, so I no longer had access to the accelerated programs I was accustomed to, and almost as soon as I was stuck back in "general population," the behavioral difficulties returned, but by then I'd learned to go cold.

By going cold, I mean that I was still really easy to set off, but once I started, it had the potential to go beyond mindless rage and into something that was much easier to direct. An example... I bought a pair of engineer boots, I was proud of them because I used my own money, all of that crap. Besides, at the time I just thought they looked cool. This guy walked up to me during lunch (9th grade) and said "Nice boots," but before I could thank him for the compliment, he added, "How far did you have to chase that n____r to steal them." It pissed me off, but at the same time the solution slid into perfect focus. He was wearing a confederate flag belt buckle, cowboy boots, and a dixie outfitters shirt, and he'd just used a racial slur. I replied "Not far, he was pretty tired after he came out of your mom's room." He took the first swing, I jammed it, and headbutted him in the face. He fell down, holding his mouth and bleeding, I walked away and he never said another word to me. (This was about two months after I'd seen a guy practically obliterate another kid's teeth with a similar headbutt setup, I guess it was fresh in my mind.)

Now, if someone makes me angry, most of the time the first place my mind goes is devising complicated ways to make them regret the day they were born. As an academic exercise, I find it extremely calming, so I don't really "go off" on people any more, however; If I do something that makes me angry, like breaking something I was trying to repair or not doing something I'd promised to do, or if something inanimate doesn't function as designed (doors particularly), I can still go off the deep end for a little bit. There was a passage in Nobody's Safe, by Richard Steinberg, that summed it up it perfectly.