Anger’s my meat:

I sup it upon myself,

And so shall starve with feeding.

— Shakespeare, Coriolanus IV, 2

My word, can you believe it, anger being the meat of some people, so much so that they feed on it? No wonder we often hear that people actually eat up themselves with anger.

“Hey, is how come yu a nyam up yuself so much? Just calm down and settle yuself.” Some people are quick to anger, others seethe, simmer and stew really slowly, but when they eventually boil, they erupt violently and all hell breaks loose and they can’t be contained. There are others, though, who are always angry, every waking minute of the day dem vex, with their faces always contorted in a scowl. Sad to say, many women fall into this category, as they’re angry all the time. There are many reasons for this, and we’ll find out right after these comments.

Teerob,

You may for once have missed the mark when you wrote about women who hate sex. Many women in my age group, 50-plus, all the way down to women age 21… ahem, let me rephrase that… I have heard that an overwhelming number of women in my age group, 50-plus and even younger, still love copious amounts of sex. I would be willing to bet that it is the older women, 60-plus age group and up, who have this problem. Quite possibly too, the men from whom you compiled your statistics are probably turnoffs to the women, in one way or another, justifiably, or more than likely not, which is why they get the cold-shoulder experience (frigidity) from their woman. So Teerob, as you have reported, we men have to wear too many ‘hats’ and wear these hats perfectly too, just to be able to make the proverbial grade.

Derrick

Teerob,

Spot on, and verified by none other than the esteemed Daily Mail newspaper here in Britain. The article says that most married women would rather go to sleep, read a book or watch TV than have sex. “Some 63 per cent would choose hitting the pillow straight away, the latest blockbuster or a good page-turner over sex.” You’re on target, maestro.

Richard

UK

Hail Teerob,

Keeping her interested indeed. That, Sir, is an exercise in futility, as after a while, all that women are interested in is what concerns them, themselves, their little rat dogs, their mani-pedi, and their job, which many of them get married to. Oh, let’s not forget those who are married to their children, especially their sons. So talk all you want, brother, and give your advice, but after a certain stage of a woman’s life, it’s all about her and not you. Her man is merely there to serve as a provider to cater to her whims. At times he even seems to be an intrusion in her life. So keeping her interested is really not an option for her, for when her desire for you dies, it will never light up again. Just accept it, they live in their own little world, and we can only look in, but we can’t get in.

Clifton

Have you ever wondered why women are always angry? Sure, now you’re going to say that men get angry too, and of course they do, but I’m talking about this perpetual, perennial, permanent, pouting vexation that many women saddle themselves with. Maybe you’ve seen articles, or books, that state that men are essentially happier than women, so my facts are based on extensive research.

In most cases, the object of her anger is a man. Let’s face it, from the dawn of time, it has been documented that women nag, torment, get on men’s cases, needle, harass and harangue their men. It’s written in folklore, cemented in fact, experienced by many men. Even the cockney slang for wife is ‘Trouble and strife’. We rarely hear of men being nags.

Of course, men have their faults and bad ways too, serious defects, but that trait of constant anger is attributable mostly to women. Many grown men cower in fear at their women’s anger. Many are afraid to speak, act or even go home because of the little woman’s wrath. “Lord, me wife cuss me and she cuss me and she cuss me…” I’ve heard that so often from various men. I even heard this guy ask his woman, “Are you going to spend your entire life just cussing me every day… can’t I do anything right… even once?”

I’ll always remember my good friend, this big hulking guy, who was terrified of his wife who was no bigger than Thumbelina, but she cursed him so much for years, he just wilted. Eventually she kicked him out.

Are women born with this anger gene, or is the trait acquired over the years, honed to perfection after a series of broken relationships? Yes, much of this anger is directed at men, either from women who have men and enjoy their favourite pastime of cursing them every day, or by women who have no man, but live every day cursing all men.

Hello, have they ever thought that it’s this anger that keeps men away? As I’ve heard men say, “Man, I would never go near her… all she do is curse man… as far as she is concerned, all men are worthless.” Yes, the manless are the most bitter, and this bitterness keeps them manless. It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy, fuelled by an angry upbringing.

This anger usually lasts forever, and is often inflicted on other women in her proximity. That’s why they say that misery loves company. It sure does. This fact needs no verification, but I saw this documentary titled Diary of a tired black man, that highlighted these issues, how woman are always angry at their men. And guess what, the women who were interviewed actually defended this anger, saying things like:

This anger usually lasts forever, and is often inflicted on other women in her proximity. That’s why they say that misery loves company. It sure does. This fact needs no verification, but I saw this documentary titled Diary of a tired black man, that highlighted these issues, how woman are always angry at their men. And guess what, the women who were interviewed actually defended this anger, saying things like:

“Sure I’m angry at him, just to keep him on his toes”;

“I stick it to him every chance I get, so he knows that I’m no pushover wimpy woman”;

“Hell yes, I’m always pi…d at him, he’s always up to something.”

And that’s from women with men. Those without men are equally angry, but usually with men from their past, and they hate to see other women with men of their own. Whenever an angry woman sees another woman on the verge of happiness, or even deeply entrenched in happiness, her mission is to venture forth and destroy it.

Angry women hate to see other women who are not angry like them, so they either fly solo, or gather other angry women, assemble a coven and set out to mash up any dolly house that they may see. They will criticise the girl’s man, tell her that he is no good for her, talk about his past exploits, and what they don’t know they’ll make up with liberal embellishments until the poor woman starts to have doubts, believes the venom of the angry women and starts to first question, and then harass her man.

Women are angry for other reasons, and few things can compare to the anger of a woman who was loved and left. Hell hath no fury like a woman spurned, and that hell can last forever, especially if she has a child for the man, and he left and married someone else. That anger will be permanent, like a tattoo, etched into her every fibre.

Just recently a friend of mine told me how his ex-wife is still raving mad at him, 16 years after they got divorced. Most normal people get civil and cordial a few years after a break-up, but his wife is still hopping mad at him. “We don’t speak at all, she sends messages through the children, and our grandchild has never seen us together,” he told me. How anyone can remain angry for 16 years is beyond me.

“Is what some man do some woman to make dem stay vex for so long?” Sometimes these women are so angry at their exes that they misplace this anger to their children. Oh yes, the sins of the father shall certainly be visited on the children, is their fervent belief. “Yu is just like yu worthless father, same bad ways, same bad character.” That’s what many children grow up hearing: a constant, never-ending deluge of vitriol hurled at them, but really directed at their fathers. I know of boys who virtually hate their mothers because of this.

What are the symptoms of this anger? Well, women always pick fights, have something to quarrel about and are always on combat alert. So many men enter their homes with trepidation, as they don’t know what to expect from their angry women. As soon as he walks in the door and sees her face, his first words are, “Is what me do now?” Brother, you haven’t got to do a thing today, for your deeds of yesteryear will come back to haunt you today, because the angry woman does not forget.

Her database is large, and she can retrieve files faster than you can say, “So what’s wrong with you now?” Even if things are going okay, and the man is doing his best, the angry woman will find something to bitch about and pick a fight. “I want to talk to you now, right now, this can’t wait.”

“Honey, can’t this wait till morning, it’s 3:00 am and I want to sleep.”

“No, NOW!!”

There are so many men who welcome the hiatus between quarrels with their angry women…until the next time. For as sure as night follows day, an angry woman will have her way. “Oh my commanding wife, she want to destroy my life,” were the words from a very old calypso song.

People, I don’t make these things up, and Lord knows, women curse me for writing them, but facts are facts, and many women are angry all the time, so angry, and usually at their men.

More time.

seido1@hotmail.com

Footnote: I recently read something about wealthy folks who live frugally, and it made me think about our culture here. Billionaires like Warren Buffet, Carlos Slim and Ingvar Kamrad (IKEA guy) and the CEO of Hyundai Motors, live in their same modest homes for over 50 years, drive the same car for over 16 years, wear very ordinary clothes and some even take the bus at times. If anyone saw multibillionaire Bill Gates walking down the street, you might walk right past him, as he is so unassuming. Many even give away all of their money. And yet, there are people here who would mortgage their lives as they live to show off with their conspicuous consumption, and struggle to keep up with the other wannabes. If you have it, you haven’t got to flaunt it. But I guess it’s a cultural characteristic to live beyond our means. Bling is our thing.