My friends and I are angry young men. This is not an inherent condition. It need not be the case.
We are angry young men as a result of being bombarded with unassailable quantities of overt stupidity, day after day.
The times we really get mad, the times our ire is drawn hardest and our bile is most stirred is when people being paid a good deal of money to be expert are inexpert, moronic, careless or plain ol' wrong.
This scenario has an archetype. That archetype is the "experts" on Sky Sports' Rugby League coverage. Eddie Hemmings, Mike "Stevo" Stephenson and their colleagues are delightful, well-meaning men, but 5 minutes in their virtual company has even the most stable amongst us baying for blood, even the most placid wanting to perforate their own eardrums.
In order to keep our respective blood pressures in check we have been given medical advice to find a healthy outlet for our anger at the well-paid stupidity that surrounds us...and thus, this blog.
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You may be the master of omelettes, but you are not, I repeat not, the master of labels.
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