What makes you angry?

People who think interrupting you and talking over you means they're winning a debate.

"Netflix interventions."
Like, when you're binge watching a show and every four episodes it stops to ask you.
"Are you still watching Coach?"
Yes Netflix, it's 2015 and I'm binge watching Coach/Fraiser/Star Trek Next Generation, don't fucking judge me.
 
I like dogs, but-- you know those people that think that their dogs are fucking saints that can do no wrong? aghhh
If their dog bites the shit out of you, "OH HE WAS JUST PLAAAYING"
If their dog growls at you for just existing near it "WHAT DID YOU DO TO SCARE HIM?!?!?"
If their dog is just running around everywhere without a leash in a public place and starts to jump all over you with muddy paws and scratching you, "BAAWW HE MADE A NEW FRIEND"

yeah dumb dog owners tick me off.
 
-SJWs. They remind me of Holden Caulfield from Catcher in the Rye in that they view themselves as profound intellectuals when, in reality, they are nothing more than mere spoiled brats
-The bullshit of the registrar and bursar offices
-People who get so damn offended over the slightest race joke. I know it sounds like I'm repeating the SJW point, but why is it that I, a person of Hispanic descent, shouldn't be allowed to poke fun at my own race every once in a while?
-People who wear t-shirts of my favorite musicians despite not knowing shit about said musician or their body of work.

And here's a few from all those years of taking the subway in NYC
-People who decide to move slower than snails during the morning/afternoon rush. It's even worse when there's no way around them.
-Those people who constantly walk across the subway car to spout out random shit. Not so much homeless people, but Christian fundies, conspiracy theorists, and those goddamned pole dancers (SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME!)
-Hearing this, "Ladies and gentlemen. We are delayed because of train traffic ahead"
 
I remember an incident that totally got me angry. I helped out at an LJ that goes over both good and bad comics and for a while I was reporting on one called, Dustin. It's about this college graduate who lives with this parents while doing temp work (with a 50% of getting fired due to his own stupidity) and there was one strip that made me go into angry critic mode. Basically, the Dustin was happily telling his dad that the economy is getting better because people are getting a second jobs. So when his dad tells him that these people take them to make ends meet which causes him to say, "How am I supposed to get a job with all these hoarders around?" Given that at the time I was going through a frustrating period in my life looking for work (and couldn't even find temp work) and had friends who were struggling to find low-end jobs to support their families, to see their upper middle-class dunderhead who was given tons of opportunities and always forgiven for his stupidity say that about those of us who really struggle got me angry. (Thankfully I cooled off the next day.) Then again, the comic had an occasional history of treating people of lower working classes like crap.

Also, people with that kind of mentality annoy the shit out of me.
 
I don't quite know how to go about this so I'm just gonna write because I'd like to vent about this anyway. And maybe someone can learn something.


I'm black, right. Black and proud. I can comfortably say that if I had to live live all over again I'd do it as a black man once again. I love myself and my people.

But at the same time, being Black in America can be so frustrating its hard to even explain at sometimes.

You're having these experiences, right? You and almost everyone you know who looks like you is. Yet you have people constantly telling you that you're making it up. You have people stereotyping you or treating you like a second class citizen and you have to fucking argue with them to get them to even think about not doing that anymore.

Like I live in the South right now. I know this guy from my church whos really lonely and he was on my friends list because I wanted to be his friend because he didn't have any. One day we're talking and the topic of the civil war comes up. And he starts telling me about how the civil war wasn't about slavery and the ever so popular "well yknow the North profited too."

If you can, place yourself in my shoes. My people have been living in this nation for like what? 500 years. And we've been put through all kinds of bullshit during that time. We get taken from our homes and crammed into boats like sardines shitting and pissing right where we lay for damn near months on end. Get over here and we're systematically broken, if youre lucky. Various family members raped, beaten, and or murdered in front of the other family members. Then theres actual slavery where we have to write all kinds of books and work with other people to be recognized as human beings. Then theres reconstruction where various attempts at living peaceful lives are squashed because fuck you for wanting to be treated like a person like everyone else. Segregation and all of its problems.

Fast forward to today. He can tell me all about his pilgrim ancestors that came from England. A country in Europe. I can tell him that my ancestors around that time were darker than him an probably owned by someone and thats it. I'm missing a huge part of my history because of my ancestors' skin color. A part of who I am I simply won't know because of what happened so so long ago.

Despite all this, I harbor no ill will toward him or any other white person. Or anyone whos looked down on me or treated me poorly because of some ridiculous stereotypes someone hundreds of years created. I don't hold anything against him for being apart of re-enactments. I don't bring up his defense of the confederate flag which he touts a symbol of unity for southerners but funny enough only brings up images of terror for my southern family. I don't bring up any of this because I know or at least think that his heart is in the right place and I dont think he'd enjoy a lecture when all he wants to talk.

All I ask. All I fucking ask, is that you not insult my intelligence by telling me some fuck ass shit you heard from your jack ass parents about how what happened during slavery wasn't too bad because you go to Church. And thats too much to ask.

Keep in mind here. As a black man living in America. I've been taught from my parents, my family, the media, and almost every person I know that I am not allowed to get angry. Because if I get angry, people get scared and when they get scared I may just wind up dead.


I know all the rhetoric, I know about MLK and I'm a functioning human being within a peaceful society. So when I see things like ferguson, trayvon martin, Eric garner, etc. I go into MLK mode and I march and I protest and I write essays on blogs and social media explaining why this is wrong. Explaining whats wrong with what went down. All while ignoring or debating those that question the audacity I have for doing something so outrageous as attempting to have a discussion about my experience her in America.

And what happens? Nothing. No one is held responsible. No one is charged. No matter if they start something or not, or if theyre wrong or not, or even if the shit is taped and goes viral. I see another person who looks like me is dead their family that looks like mine is left grieving and no one is held responsible. And I have to wonder have things really changed that much since we came over here 500 years ago.



I'm all over the place right now but what I want to say. What I want people to understand. And please do not take this as me being super edgy or any of that.

I see all of this, right? Theres a history of injustice in the country and here in the 21st century I see my people dying. We try to get justice through the traditional way and nothing happens. We protest nothing happens and more of us get killed.

And a voice in the back of my mind that I constantly suppress looks at all this and says to me as it does to hundreds of thousands of African-Americans every day:

Why haven't you started shooting back?




And every time another one of us winds up dead with no one held responsible I have a little less to say to that voice than I did before.




That. Thats what makes me angry. Thank you, seriously, if you read all of this.
 
People who misrepresent me to other people just because they don't like me and as a result cause said people to hate me. I don't have a problem if someone personally hates me, but shitting on me in front of other people who either don't know me or barely know me? That's messed up and pisses me off.

Girls that get angry if you don't text them back immediately.

When someone agrees to do something and then doesn't do anything.

People who hate me because of my religion or opinions. I have a lot of friends that have plenty of differing religions and opinions from me, I'm not obnoxious about what I believe, I don't go off on a tangent about the things I believe and I won't even talk about it unless I'm asked. If you ask, don't be angry because you found out.

Top things that come mind, sure there are other things though.

When you catch someone who you're really close to lying to you about something pointless or stupid. It's completely unnecessary and I don't get it.
I think I can help with understanding why, because I seem to do this stupid stuff sometimes. It has to do with trying not to hurt someone or make yourself look bad, depending on the situation. For example, my brother told me not plug in the waffle iron near water again, because I could short it. Next time I hook up the waffle iron, I forgot what he said and short it. I'm thinking "Shit, shit, I didn't want to do that! He WARNED me not to do that! I'm going to look like and idiot and he'll never trust me with another waffle iron again!". So I got out to the store and buy another waffle iron and when asks about the scorch marks on the counter, I'll tell him it was from me dropping a hot skillet instead of telling him the truth.

It's a dumb habit to break, but that's some of the thought that goes on behind it.
 
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MLMs (Vemma, Amway, etc.), because they are glorified ponzi schemes that claim they are helping people out when in reality all they do is drain wallets by having people buy and sell low quality products that they claim have huge benefits and whatnot. Plus they shit all over anyone that quits them or dares to call them out on their bullshit. They're basically marketing cults, and the majority of their members come off as pretentious, braindead individuals that think everything is a scam (oh the irony is so strong). "Own your own business" my ass.

It also upsets me every time I hear about all of the damage humanity as a whole has done to the environment, along with the numerous species that are now extinct or endangered because of our actions. What's even worse is that we have dipshits that deny that the climate is changing for the worse despite the facts being thrown into their faces. If we can change the entire face of the Earth within 100,000 years, I'm sure we can change the climate as well. I want to believe that we'll come up with ways to help preserve our environment, but I feel like my hopes for a brighter future keeps getting dimmer and dimmer as time goes on. I fear the day that animals like rhinos and polar bears become extinct. Fuck you humanity.
 
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I lost a "so called" friend over this shit.

Now I realize he was not really a friend. A real friend would not pester you with the MLM shit, and then get REALLY PISSED OFF when
you tell them NO.

And so it goes.

I was actually pulled into Vemma last summer. Thankfully, I left in a month before it really got to me.

I feel your pain. I no longer affiliate with anybody who thinks this shit is great.
 
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My goat is got by the numerous forms of fucking lesbophobia I see in so called "LGBT" spaces. I have developed a fairly thick skin over time to it- but you know who hasn't? Baby lesbians who are just now coming into their identity. Because the virulent, disgusting acceptance of blatant lesbophobia in these spaces is driving them to do their best to sleep with men or to hide behind 20 special snowflake labels or do something, anything, to avoid being the dreaded homosexual. So I get mad because it's hurting these (mostly quite young, 13-18) year old girls. (And, as an extension, whenever I see that prototypical tumblr couple of two bio females claiming to be, like, sharkgender or whatever, I just feel like crying and/or punching a wall. Because I know what probably drove them to that bullshit special snowflake identity. Yes, there are cases of it truly just being a bid for attention, I'm 100% sure, but some of them... they're so reasonable up until this one thing and then they're full of mental gymnastics.)
Gah. /rant
 
Every parent who thinks its fine to let their five year old daughter walk around in leggings with nothing over the top, WHY IS THIS A THING!?!
 
That depresses me more than seeing middle schoolers dress like prostitutes and nobody does anything about it.
The funniest part is these girls growing up being taught they can wear what they want when they want will grow into the girls who are seen as 'sluts' etc when they get older and their parents will be saying "where did I go wrong?" I dunno, mum of the year, how about by not letting you kid be a kid for five fucking minutes instead of dressing her up like a mini, less orange version of your dumb ass?

...wow this really does make me angry :lol:
 
Teachers who believe that whomever doesn't share their opinions on stuff like feminism are simple, dumb people. This is something I experienced quite a bit in college and high school, and it still peeves me off to this day.

That, and discovering that the Human Centipede films are not actually German, but in fact are British...:cryblood:
 
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