I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
Not from me, mate - I'm turning into someone who would lie to the police and give you an alibi if what you fear should happen
I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
I just rationalise it by thinking I'm not going to let them add to the insult by ruining my day with me fuming about what has just happened. Ranting and raving will not affect them much but it has a big impact on my day and I'm not prepared to concede that to them. Shrug it off while making your point clearly.
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I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
I think the problem is not having an adequate reasonable response, a tinkling bell is not enough. Me I have a 3.5amp Ahoogah horn, very loud, run off my Lumicycle battery and an Airzound for my road bike in the summer. I vent my spleen using these.
I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
Hang on ... you're a politician, aren't you?
I look forward to your party's position on the major cause of violent injury and death in modern Britain[1]. Perhaps they can be kept under house arrest?
[1] Speaking as a bachelor, domestic violence is not an issue.
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I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
Given the current political waffle you need to invite the driver into you home at 3 in the morning. You can then claim he was a burglar and you were using reasonable force to beat the living [censored] out of him.
Alternatively, drive a car -- then you can kill with relative impunity.
If those are not acceptable count to 10 then kick his head in. Though I normally find that those who really try to kill me are long gone by the time I recover my balance/dignity/bowel control. Those I can talk with have normally just been a minor irritation.
Mind you, if I had caught Johnny Plonker in his BMW last week I might now be in Belmarsh without hope of release.
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Mind you, if I had caught Johnny Plonker in his BMW last week I might now
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in Belmarsh without hope of release.
The Labour Party reserve that for people who have not done anything.
But they are dangerous foreign chappies so that's OK -- NOT
Hey, a bogus terrorist has to be worse than a bogus asylum seeker, don't they? Anyway, anything that nice Mr Blair says must be true, cos he would never dream of "sexing up" the case.
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The Labour Party reserve that for people who have not done anything.
Surely not - Kilroy-Pillock supports that policy, and he only ever tells The Truth. For certain values of truth, obv.
Guy -- "then came ye chavves, theyre cartes girded wyth candels blue, and theyre beastes wyth straynge horn-lyke thyngs onn theyre arses that theyre fartes be herde from myles around." Chaucer, the Sheppey Tales
I find deep, slow breathing helps me calm if I'm in a stressful situation. Plus the scent of lavender is extremely calming. Keep a tiny bottle of essential lavender oil with you and breathe the scent from it. Seriously - lavender is calming. When you get home, soak in a warm bath filled with the scent of lavender to relax - have some soft, gentle music playing - wonderfully relaxing.
ISTR a report in New Scientist a few years ago saying that men and women had been found to respond very differently to various aromas. Which neatly explains why women all seem to find lavender a relaxing, calming scent while I just find it a a nasty offensive niff.
I mostly regard aromatherapy as a load of tosh, but that's probably because it's mostly women who are into aromatherapy and, as a man, I'm naturally not going to respond to their aromas in the same way that they insist I should.
-- Danny Colyer (the UK company has been laughed out of my reply address) <URL:http://www.speedy5.freeserve.co.uk/danny/> "He who dares not offend cannot be honest." - Thomas Paine
I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
To maintain my sanity while cycling in town I sometimes pay attention to the ones who are driving OK or better. By mentally complimenting them, or even giving a smile or wave to the ones who give you extra room, you can reduce that feeling of 'they're all out to get me'. It's human nature that we notice all the bad ones and forget the others. -- An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one. George Mikes, Hungarian writer Steph Peters delete invalid from [email hidden] Tatting, lace & stitching page <http://www.sandbenders.demon.co.uk/index.htm>
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I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
After racing to confront a driver always make sure that you remain full seated while breaking. Anticipation of the oncoming conversation can sometimes lead you to start getting out of the saddle before you have fully stopped and you'll look a whole bunch cooler if you don't have to start by picking yourself off the road after going over your handlebars.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
Treat it as a rather fun game:
There are mindless automatons following a pre-planned route. Many of them have sensors (sense) of varying sensitivity that can detect you. Others have no sensors at all. The game is to make the fastest progress whilst not being hit. You have one life.
More seriously, reduce the opportunities for these people to hit you. Cycle defensively, anticipating the possible moves of cars and countering them. Cycle assertively and take possession of the road you need to keep yourself safe.
A lot of near misses might mean that there are ways you can change your cycling to make it harder for the idiots to get you.
I'm having a bit of a problem with cars. Whereas I used to shrug and think "idiot" when a driver put me in peril, I now find myself imagining dire violence and, vocally and with gesticulations, letting rip.
I'm turning into a bitter, enraged loon and live in fear of emerging from the red mist to find myself kicking the bloody pulp that was only recently a dangerous driver who cut me up and then made the mistake of stopping.
Any tips on how to regain my peace of mind and revert to shrugging off daily reminders of mortality?
Take notes from some of the St. Trinians films...?
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But they are dangerous foreign chappies so that's OK -- NOT
Allegedly dangerous foreign chappies.
The allegations are made by officials and these are then interpreted by party politicians. Andrew Gilligan was right when he reported claims that such things have been sexed up.
-- David Hansen, Edinburgh | PGP email preferred-key number F566DA0E I will always explain revoked keys, unless the UK government prevents me by using the RIP Act 2000.
But they are dangerous foreign chappies so that's OK -- NOT
Allegedly dangerous foreign chappies.
The allegations are made by officials and these are then interpreted by party politicians. Andrew Gilligan was right when he reported claims that such things have been sexed up.
Ar. Gilligan and David Kelly were both in the unfortunate position described by that dangerous foreign chappie Voltaire: "It's dangerous to be right when the government is wrong."
-- Mark, UK.
"You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all different."
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"It's dangerous to be right when the government is wrong."
I must try and remember that one.
-- David Hansen, Edinburgh | PGP email preferred-key number F566DA0E I will always explain revoked keys, unless the UK government prevents me by using the RIP Act 2000.
