More Fear, More Abuse By the PowerfulI son't know about you, but I catch myself angry all the time. On my way home from work, this list of real or imagined injustices against me, my family, my loved ones just reels through my head like a bad movie. I catch myself wishing someone would spit on me on my bike, bump me with a cab, something. I haven't been in a fight since high school, and I can't even handle myself in the aerobic boxing class I take at the gym...but this discontent, this untargeted rage just bubbles in me sometimes.
What is that? Do you get that, too? Are you mad at the President, jaywalkers, people in cars, the way that pigeons swirl in the sky? I can feel this tension in the air as a whole, it's like a tight wire someone plucks. We are all connected, and this tightness is something to worry about...
It's like Paddy Chayefsky's Network--I just want to shout out the window "I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore!"
Then I read something like this and I think--this anger, it's got a place, and it's got a target.
Read that link above. It happened right here in D.C. Email it to EVERYONE. Get the word out. Don't put up with this fear, this intimidation--ladies, if this happens to you, forget the flight and just make some serious noise.