I hate being cut off in traffic on my way home from work. Can't do
anything about it. The cowards know they can get away with it.
Otherwise, if they knew I could bash their brains in with a brick,
they wouldn't do it.

I hate being powerless. I hate this society, where you can't rely on
natural human instinct to defend yourself. Our humanity has been taken
away.

Sure, the guy cutting me off doesn't deserve his head to be bashed in.
He doesn't even know me. And maybe he's cutting me off because someone
else cut him off 5 minutes before. Maybe he's a nice guy like me, sick
of being disrespected and doing the little he can to vent his
frustration (by cutting me off). maybe he has a family, like me.

But still. This is the problem. It's not that I want to go around
flying off the cuff whenever someone does something wrong to me, but
it's not just me. We're all powerless.

Bah.