He was angry. He slapped Daddy. He wanted to slap me.
I explained to him he was angry, he was mad. He appeared to accept this label for his emotions, and became into a more manageable mood.
Highway Twenty-Nine: Ageing Boomers, Laurie & Les, Talk Politics.
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*“It’s in the air, mate. Anger, cruelty, bitter rage. We’re taking it in
with every breath, like some colourless, odourless, poisonous gas. But
where’s i...
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