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"mocking"
Who's mocking?
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"raw outpourings of emotion"
I understand passion and violence extending out from passion. I don't understand visiting it on yourself.
Borrowing from my anecdote above: George does sumthin' that truly, righteously, pisses me off.
I can...
...be a pussy and keep my mouth shut, do nuthin', let my grievance fester.
...march myself over to George's and seek redress (perhaps burning his house down).
What I will not do is burn my own house down because George pissed me off.
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"Your son calls you "Uncle"?"
My nephew lives with me...I could not love him more if he were my son...he's not the fruit of my loins but he's mine.
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