To Be Angry Or Not

I hit a pot-hole in the road today – I hit it hard because there was no where to go to avoid it as a car was passing – and I felt like it was close to chipping a tooth because it jarred me so much.

I have to say I do really dislike it when I bash my teeth against each other like that. Dentistry related fears come flooding in with any opportunity.

(How modern wheels take the punishment they do is amazing – they are far better than when I was first riding seriously in the 70s and 80s. Anyway …)

What I can’t decide is whether to be angry or not. I spend a lot of my time potentially worked up about stuff and telling myself not to be, but sometimes I think that’s just all wrong. We all need to get angry, to get things changed. We just take it on the chin too much – from bad government to bad business. We have a moan, maybe, and that’s about it.

There’s the argument that we all get the governments we deserve. The same applies to a lot of public life – the way we’re sold to, the way we’re treated by companies, and so on. The means are there to bring about change one way or another – or at least to try to. “If voting changed anything they’d outlaw it” is glib but there’s a grain of truth in it. Perhaps getting angry would be a better course of action.