Sing to me, Muse, of the Rage of the Blogosphere!
[Broken JPGs too fill me with RAAAAAAGE! So instead of the original image, here is Kharn, a pretty fun guy to be around, courtesy 1d4chan]
We seem to spend a lot of our time RAAAAAAGING about relatively minor things. I know that I certainly do. Be they tiny issues of game balance, minor events in the lives of fictional characters, or fucking Code Geass R2, the things that seem to bring my blood to a boil most often are almost totally irrelevant on any significant sort of scale. And I won't say that I don't feel like I passionately hate some of these things. But, certainly, my hate could be better spent, couldn't it? There exist a myriad of real problems that I could put that mental and emotional energy into raging about, and maybe helping to alleviate or solve.
The problem is certainly one of proximity and self-involvement, as it always is when I consider why I'm wasting my time on something when I could be doing good in the world. But, I should hope that I have more important things going on, even in my own life, that overshadow the irritation I feel about frickin' Warriors and how overpowered they are.
Maybe it's safe to hate trivial things. I cannot change most of them, in the end, so my rage can stew eternally without ever requiring me to take real action that might inconvenience me beyond writing an angry missive to Blizzard about the dire state of Starcraft II because of b0rken Void Rays.
Maybe I don't really hate them. I dislike them, and I play-act hating them so that I can blow-off my irritation. I've certainly felt deeper, more primal, less coherent rage than what I feel about even the most brutal of literary betrayals that I have experienced. Still, this seems a matter of scale, not of kind. I just hate some things more passionately than I hate Rogues. But, in terms of raw time spent raging about something, regardless of intensity, Rogues may take the cake, or at least come close.
Maybe I just need to RAAAGE about something sometimes, and these trivial things are convenient. When I have a more pressing matter, I focus on that, but when I don't, that excess RAAAGE has to go somewhere, and it goes into little things that don't really matter. But this seems wrong. I don't think I have a RAAAGE quota that I need to exhaust per day. That's as silly as putting an incoherent ending on a great series, thus ruining it FOREVER.
In the end, I don't really know. There's probably actual intelligent literature about the psychology of anger somewhere. Maybe Mr. Flask knows something about it? It'd explain how he's so good at getting Jesse's goat.
P.S.: I think Flask left something in this post for you, Jesse.