Should I tell "you" how "I" feel? About What? About Who? Am I "mad" or are you

Question

"r u mad", Tell me JUST how u feel"

Is this the way that you see it? That one that dares to speak the truth and not just give politically correct oppinions or spouted off propaganda on Q&A must be "mad"?

What does "mad" mean to you? What does that say about our world? Could it be that our whole world has gone "mad" and no one seems to understand right from wrong any more?

Is justifiable anger and protest a brain disease, do they have the right to shut non politically correct thinkers down through psychiatric treatments of those that would dare to speak the truth? Without any scientific evidence or facts to conclude that they are right in their perceptions or perspectives?

What are our constitution & amendments about? Can you tell me what those say? If one dares to be honest and out there with it and say "no more" what happens?

Oppinions are formed and shaped every day, do we have a right to reshape them, correct them? Should we dare try, is it worth it?

That is really excellent Eric, you are a great writer, keep it up, try to get published and get away from those machines if you can. You are very creative and bright.

I just got an instant message and someone I don't even know asked me if I am mad, I asked them where I knew them from and they would not tell me, is it me that is mad or them? Mad is the same thing as angry there is no difference, and there is nothing wrong with either really, I am mad as hell and I ain't going to take it anymore isn't that a book title? If I am mad as hell what is wrong with that? As long as I am not physically beating the hell out of another person, destroying others property on purpose, or terrorizing poor helpless animals, that is the difference, but that is not being mad or angry that is a violation of the law should that happen.

Answer 1

I hear ya hon. Seams like we're headin down the fascist road all over again. We hear so much about Hitler n Stalin etc...people just think well, it was back then, it could never happen now...I got news...it's happenning again, and it's closing in on us faster and faster...
No one takes their rights seriously...

Answer 2

Mad to me, is ready to pick up anything in sight and flinging it, the mind goes blank and you don't realize what you did. That's being mad.
Angry is after making a beautiful dinner, everyone leaves the table as you are still eating. Or your trying to have a conversation and your grand children keep interrupting, and your conversation stops for them. But later they ask what was that you were saying. I forgot, Now they tell you , you have Alzheimer's ,Now I'm really angry.or Maybe its really hurt, but I think they go hand in hand. But I don't let it get to me, after awhile I get over it . But there are many people who are so angry that they will keep that anger for months. there are so many more important things to fill your head with, then clouding it with anger.

Answer 3

You did just tell me how you feel and got me to thinking and I was mellow before I read your question and now I'm mad. Maybe it's contagious or maybe I've just discovered that if I don't want to be mad, I shouldn't think too much. But I will always speak the truth, politically correct or not. It should be morally correct, not politically correct anyway.

Answer 4

I am one of your 'fans' too, you have seen my ideas about political correctness (PC).
'Mad' is my rebellion and frustration against political correctness. It is so phony when people bring it up, they really know that the people or the subject they are protecting is wrong, however, not to reveal the real truth or circumstances, they prefer to cover it in a cloak and try to put the blame on you.
Exercising PC is like trying to fool oneself and an attempt to glorify your own image to others. . . .it is the epitome of liberalism and 'limp wrist' expression.

Answer 5

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Answer 6

Each day I fight to reach out of MY "bubble." Each day I feel the slap of the common world we call reality. I duck my head low once more and apologize.

"Sorry, sorry. Didn't mean to think ouitside the box. I didn't mean to Think thoughts that weren't on the membership decree."

I can relate to the questions about sanity. Each time reaching out from "my world" to interact with "the world". Each time striving to show enough normalcy to prove others wrong in their assumptions. Each time time making it passed the brink with just enough wits to spare. Like a machine on autopilot, my mind drives me through the life I thought I had built for myself. Round and round go the gears and chains. Each time I turn the machine on its only a question of time. How long will it be before something mucks up the works? How long until someone or something invades the space of my machine? Each time they intrude my workspace I must check the machine over. Chains clear? Enough oil? Has anyone left anything on the floor for me to trip over?

Each time I find "something" left behind I realize that they are not the first ones to leave it. The "something" is left by the same kind of "someone". Each time the machine sticks it all comes to a grinding halt. It all stops with a clang, bang or boom.Each time I am left with work in my hands and questions in my mind. What this time? Was it something I did?

Once again, the foreman leans over my shoulder, "You know you aren'tgetting anymore work done?" Like I could ever forget that. "You know if you could just pull up your socks and work a little harder, you'll get the hang of it." Hasn't worked so far. Maybe this time will be different.

Isn't that the definition of insanity? "Repeatedly doing the same thing, expecting a different result." Let see how this applies to life as we know it. I got up this morning to an empty house. Took care of the 3 S's, ****, shower and shave. Got lunch ready and went to work. Hear my co-workers eternal complaints about how the "show" is being run. Management's useless and can't make decisions. We all know it. So I arrive at my workstation to do what i'm told is important, my job. Somedays I spend 15 minutes there or sometimes it is 3 hours. Inevitably management arrives to change WHAT my job is. "That's not important any more. Do this instead. Oh and here are 5 things you can do if you get extra time." The number of things change but the lack of EXTRA time doesn't.I still get a blast of **** no matter how many thigs get done or when.

The whistle blows and lunch begins. I sit around for the halfhour trying to eat food and not explode. "You know jerry could be working faster. What have you been doing all day? Why can't tim send workers over to help ME with MY problem? blah blah ******* blah." Now this is what they say when I'm sitting close to them. Within arms reach. What do they say when I'm not in the room? Makes you wonder. Doesn't it?

Whistle # 2 means back to work and being told what I'm doing wrong. Sometimes they'll be helpful and tell you WHAT is wrong. Mayb even HOW your wrong. Seldom will they tell you any other way. So again, 15 minutes or 3 hours later, "Here do this instead." Now I'm trying to figure out why they trained me on the machine in the first place. Maybe I'm the substitute. Maybe they are finding me things to do so the original machinist can have it back. I'm never quite sure.

The whistle blows for one final time, Home Time. Grab your gear and get out of here. Sounds like a plan. I take my little bluelunch pail and kick it down the street. Never really looking up except at the corner. Check for cars and cross. Look for landmarks so you don't pass your street. Check the mail and unlock the door. I'm finally home after eight and a half hours of idiocy and anger.

The house feels hollow with no one else inside. I turn on the radio to fill the void. Unpack the pail and fill the sink with soap and water. Have my second shower of the day. Clean for now. No more of work's muck on me. Then I procered as everyone else does. I manage to find something, somewhere to numb my mind. Some days its the TV, some days it's the computer. I need something to fill my mind so full that the thoughts can't get out. Words spoken, accusations made. Actions that can never be taken back. The weight of the world crushes in on me.

Day becomes night and my mind slows down. How long have i been doing this? Have I eaten yet? Maybe I should do those dishes. The clock blares at me in the red warning light, 12:30am. Maybe I should get some sleep. Sounds like a plan.

I crawl into bed, alone. Move my pillows for comfort. Pull up the blankets. I rest my head down with one final thought before I drift off to sleep. "Maybe tomorrow will be different"

Insanity is defined as, "Repeatedly doing the same thing, expecting a different result." Makes you wonder. Doesn't it?

Answer 7

No, not really you reserved that privacy to yourself. On the other hand, if doing so (letting others know you're 'angry')would mean promoting better good of the relationship, community, society etc, then you must tell straightforward how you feel, no matter how it is going to hurt the guilty party.

Answer 8

that was awesome i feel the same way but i fell like no one is listening and i am standing in the middle of a room sceaming and the room is filled with alot of ppl and no one hears me and if you have watched titanic then you will know where i got that from

Answer 9

hey just me...dogs get mad people get angry...and yes there alot of angry people in the world, lost or spouting propaganda or blaming other people or shutting other people out or just pouting...........it takes alot of courage to look in the mirror........courage is a rare quality about as rare as common sense

Answer 10

Change starts from a single person not afraid to speak what's in their heart.