Control That Temper Guys. . .

No matter how upset you might get, rein in that temper, guys. Losing it accomplishes nothing.

With the stress and numerous pressures of the Christmas and Holiday season, not to mention the rest of the year, it's all too easy for tempers to flare and angry words to escape from our mouths before we have had a chance to calm down. So, I'd like to challenge average guys everywhere, who are making the effort to kick up their everyday style several notches, to exercise greater self control -- a concept no one ever seems to mention anymore -- and swallow that anger.

Unkind words and/or physical violence do nothing to solve a problem or help a situation. And most often, you'll succeed only in hurting whatever case you might hope to make. Open any newspaper, or turn on the TV, and you'll see all kinds of daily examples of what has happened when two or more guys have been unable to control their respective tempers. Childish behavior, violence, and all too often injury or even death are the sad result of the failure of many to control their respective tempers. Of course, it is sometimes extremely difficult to do so. I get it. But it's far better, much more adult, and safer to swallow that anger, turn the other cheek, and walk away BEFORE you say or do something foolish.

You will, of course, pardon the overt Christian reference in the preceding sentence, I hope. But it is nevertheless applicable here. Funny. It seems that my latent Episcopalian background comes out in all kinds of unexpected ways. My deceased maternal grandparents and the late Father Cosby would approve.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

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