Once a while back, I read somewhere that the Japanese sometimes have a special room which can be rented and contains padded walls and a dummy to abuse in the name of stress relief. While I kind of doubt the actuality of such a device, I do know that we here in America have some of our very own exceptionally effective ( And usually destructive. ) methods. Namely, we beat the living crap out of each other. Looking at most TV in the world as I've traveled, I've noticed that while most other countries will show some rather crude, abusive and rough pranks, American television seems to be special in it's singular-minded devotion to real violence. Only on American TV I watch two men in a steel cage punch each other without protective padding and bring up a second screen in which to watch 350 pound linebackers throw each other vertical yards into the air by their protective face masks at the same time as I can find a channel of nothing but overly-muscled men squeeze each other's heads between their legs and hit each other with folding chairs ( I'll bet some argue that they'd be a lot safer without them as a handle to be launched with. ). As I sit and watch this stuff, I can't help but be amused by the very people who as they complain about how video games are ruining our children's minds shout their approval at a professional stock car driver slams another vehicle into a concrete wall at 250 miles an hour (Which if I remember right is about 360+ kilometers an hour for you metric readers. ). I highly doubt that videogames are the sole cause of children's poor behavior. Indeed, I would imagine it also has something to do with the fact that dad just used the family minivan to see if he could manage the same thing on the way to the supermarket ( Now, if he actually can, that earns extra points. Double if he has a good excuse when he's pulled over by the police. ) But, to get to the point, Americans seem to love the concept of hitting each other as a stress relief ( Perhaps we should consider giving out boxing gloves as baby shower gifts. ). And I am personally no exception myself. Once in a while it just feels good to go out with a few friends, put on the silliest costume you can think of ( So far, imitating Attila the Hun seems to be a winner. ) and just start a fight in a random public place. At least until the police arrive and ask you what you're doing, wearing togas, chasing each other with swords, while screaming in what sounds like Hungarian with a south London accent. At that point you should probably start thinking of a good excuse like "We were practicing for our school play, Attila: The tragedy of a man who could not be understood in Rome"
Just remember, you get extra points for convincing him to join you in a yodeling session before you get in the squad car.
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