Despite All Of Your Rage

Oh, you’re angry, are you? Angry at your parents. At the other kids who didn’t understand you. At the business partner who screwed you. At the lover who dumped you. At the politicians in Washington who just can’t do their jobs. And you think this anger is powerful? That you’re going to prove them all wrong and then you’ll feel better?

Oh, you fool. Your anger is pathetic. All anger is. To paraphrase the song lyrics, Despite all our rage, we’re still just a rat in a cage.

And it has always been thus. Two thousand years ago, Marcus Aurelius was reminding himself of the impotence of rage:

“Constantly down the list of those who felt intense anger at something: the most famous, the most hated, the most whatever. And ask: Where is all that now? Smoke, dust, legend…or not even legend.”

So who cares what you’re pissed off about today? Let go of whatever slight you think that nursing will fuel your greatness. All this leads nowhere. Anger is bad fuel. It eats at the engine as it propels it forward.

What’s better? Being present. The pursuit of excellence. Doing your duty.

Enjoying your life.

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