Comments on: How We Rage Now

By: elizabeth

elizabeth — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 01:48:09 +0000

Ah, yes. Manhattans in old New Haven–that was your, and my, first mistake. The only place these days I even ask for one is Archie Moore’s because they know what they’re doing.

As for rage, well, I rage against the area where I work and its lack of soul, because it’s outside of my little happy island of New Haven.

By: Urs

Urs — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 20:13:53 +0000

I rage houseboats.

By: Jeff SLMTrap

Jeff SLMTrap — Sun, 21 Jun 2009 21:53:51 +0000

It is hard to rage when you have responsibly. Society is like Frank the Tank’s wife trying to get him to go to the Home Depot & Bed Bath and Beyond early the next morning.
Personally I have found new ways to stay raging but the old ways always put a smile on my face when I think of them.

By: Tia

Tia — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 03:16:12 +0000

I don’t think I rage as much as I suffer from “righteous indignation” now. I battle the sins of the world by poking people with a sharp stick at local politics events, and sending hard earned money to political groups/causes/non-profits that I believe in.

Sometimes I miss the heady days of beer bongs and chugging contests, blading with knives over a stove, vomiting into a toilet for hours because I drank 5 or 6 different varieties of alcohol in a sitting – but mostly not. I take greater pleasure in an occasional pricey wine or rare scotch for a slight glow on a special day.

I do miss chain smoking beside the computer all night long though. THOSE were the days.

By: Matt

Matt — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:24:25 +0000

This is the song you’re looking for:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dL79-7oo9Xc

By: Nancy

Nancy — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 23:04:41 +0000

Rage, no, not a part of my life anymore. But I still get crazy by myself dancing and drinking wine when he isn’t around, and gazing at the stars and talking talking talking when he is. Late nights at Puerto Viejo are in there somewhere,too. Dominoes and mescal go together somehow.

But wine, mostly, please.

And first drink, Golden Gate Park about 1967 I think. Red wine. Thank goodness for James, who got us home.

By: Working Gringa

Working Gringa — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 22:24:01 +0000

I tend to burn my rage rather than drown it… and at the end of a long week, it sure still feels good. (And I had MY first legal drink in Las Vegas in 1976.)

Oh look… it’s Friday afternoon

By: Missy

Missy — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 22:06:13 +0000

FML indeed. I had my first *legal* drink in 1993.
And I, too, drink wine every day.

By: Heatherinparadise

Heatherinparadise — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 21:54:05 +0000

You were 14 in 1993? FML. I drink wine every day.