Rage...

There are a couple of Blogs that I read regularly and was quite surprised as I looked at them today what I found.

One was saying good-bye to a co-worker, it went something like this:

I would say that I hoped I (sic) you thought I was attractive, but I don’t really care about your private thoughts and since no one else here liked you, I know you never had an opportunity to discuss me.

The other was a bit more stark,

I find you extraordinarily irritable. You talk too much, you're too loud, too boisterous, too much everything. You are too wrapped up in YOU. You should have never told me you cannot swim because I have daydreams about tripping you off a pier into deep deep water, where I would happily watch you drown...
...p.s. I hope you drown someday soon.

Man, people are really pissed. Maybe building 30 storey vertical glass coffins and stuffing them full of people who have nothing in common for extended periods of time was not a good idea. Or maybe its just me.

What about the old days if a man stole your sheep you would kill him or if he slept with your daughter you would make him marry her. That was real punishment. Frontier justice. Now, what do we have, repressed rage. Years and years of taking it till one day blamo, you snap and take everyone with you.

I so want front row tickets...