Friday, March 16, 2007

You won't like me when I'm angry


Angry responses give some people pleasure: study
Thu Mar 15, 2007 4:46PM EDT

Reuters

"NEW YORK (Reuters Life!) - Some people just love to tease and researchers think they have found out why.

They believe people who goad others to incite an angry response may have an unconscious need for power linked to high testosterone levels.

Testosterone is a male sex hormone that is also produced in women. Scientists at the University of Michigan in Ann Arbor found that angry expressions are rewarding for some, which could explain why certain people like to tease others so much.

"Individuals who are high in testosterone, a hormone that is usually a biological marker of a need for dominance, love to do things that make other people at least fleetingly angry," said Professor Oliver Schultheiss, a co-author of the study."


No shit.

Half the garbage that flies out of my head fast enough to take the gloss of Paris Hilton's nose is said with 100% certainty that someone may/will /damn-well-better take offense at what I'm saying. My girlfriend can attest to this. I enjoy taking a position diametrically opposed to someones statement in order to see what facts or theories they support it with.

Then the fun starts.

Nothing like telling a Christian that you have a problem with a theory who's claim to fame is that it's based on a fables cobbled together in a book written by someone that didn't know jack shit. Flaming bushes that talk? The idea that it just so happened that two of every damn animal species on this planet were within walking distance of Noah's garage? Bullshit.

Oh, and in case you're wondering, yes I think your baby is ugly. Have you looked in a mirror lately? You look like someone took a Louisville Slugger made from the wood of the ugly tree and used your head for a pinata. What did you think you're kid was gonna look like?! Brad fuckin' Pitt?

What anger? Fuck off.

2 comments:

A Bowl Of Stupid said...

Wow, and all along, I thought teasing was all linked back to an instinctive need for shopping carts that don't have that one fucked up wheel that turns the cart all different ways while you simply came to buy condoms and Pop Tarts, causing you to run into that old lady who sued me, claiming that I caused her to break her hip when all along everyone, including those knuckle dragging jackholes at the insurance company, knows that old hag is just faking her symptoms just to squeeze me for ...

Um ... err ... interesting study. Thanks.

Manny said...

Don't thank me, thank judges with liberal views on community service.