It surprised me that there is a scientific explanation for those drivers that are just stark raving mad on the road. Scientists call it “Road Rage” Disorder or Intermittent Explosive Disorder. I thought they were just rude , annoying drivers. Excuse me!
To you, that angry, horn-blasting tailgater is suffering from road rage. But doctors have another name for it – intermittent explosive disorder – and a new study suggests it is far more common than they realized, affecting up to 16 million Americans.
That’s an extreme case of road rage which [tag]anger management[tag] techniques might offer some help along with treatment with antidepressants. For those that don’t suffer from this disorder, how do they relieve their anger? I bet there are many constructive ways.
(enlarge) I never realized how many angry people there were until I saw Isdaan‘s Tacsiyapo Anger wall or rather “The Wall of Fury”. The sign said “Release Your Anger” (Ilabas ang sama ng Loob). Tacsiyapo means “shame on you”. Located along McArthur Highway in Gerona, Tarlac, my husband, M and I dropped by for lunch on our way up to Baguio a few days ago. What a novel idea! Painted on the wall where targets labelled as ex-wife, ex-husband, 5-6, intrigera, mother/father in-law,professors, classmates , manyak, intrigera, Boss, alcohol, gambling , casino and many more. There are just so many reasons to get mad if you let them get to you. (View Anger Wall Photo). At the Tacsiyapo wall, one can hurl your plate at the desired target. Hmm, did I see any politician’s name in the wall? There should be.
One has the choice of throwing plates, mugs and even a working television set. Looking at the broken television set among the pile of procelain debris, I wonder if that person’s anger reached boiling proportions or he just threw it in jest. That TV set cost 1,000 pesos (around $20). Imagine that! Doesn’t everyone feel so frustrated at times that smashing something would really help relieve the stress? But breaking plates at our own home is such a waste.
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My husband chose a 15 peso mug and also bought one for M. I don’t think he was angry at that moment. Maybe hidden anger inside had yet to be released. M didn’t want to break her mug and decided to just bring it home. Feeling contented, we headed back to the restaurant to enjoy our grilled dishes.
So next time you’re feeling angry over your long drive, take a break, and drop by the Isdaan Floating Restaurant Park Anger Wall.
I’ve mentioned before of 
As a resident of Makati City, I am aware of corruption rumors on Jojo Binay’s 20 year reign for the longest time now. Binay always loses in mayoral elections from Makati’s exclusive villages but he gets most of his votes from the squatters of Makati City. Oh yes, they are there right now in front of the city hall cheering for their beloved Mayor. I am not surprised that 
Nice! It was the late seventies and I had no idea what punk actually meant. I don’t think I looked or acted like a punk. I never bothered to find out about the punk culture or the reason behind my ex-boyfriend’s term of endearment. The word “punk” just meant an affectionate and loving word to me. What I knew back then was that Punk first emerged in the mid 1970s in London as an anarchic and aggressive movement. Closely aligned was a music movement that took the name punk. Punk as a term of endearment from my ex-boyfriend was unique. That’s all.
Katipunan Avenue in Quezon city is close to Ateneo De Manila University , Miriam College and the State University and let’s not forget other pre-schools. Crime rate is not as high as let’s say the university belt area. It’s relatively safe if you compare their crime statistics. Perhaps it’s one reason that Katipunan has only 4 policemen. I got that information from the June 2006 of 
Last sunday, we called our gardener to help us cut the fallen tree branch but he was also busy with his other employers . We didn’t want to wait for the gardener. My husband said that he would cut the branches slowly. Cutting the thinner branches was a piece of cake . I sat down by the patio enjoying the sunny breeze, reading the sunday papers and taking photos of my macho husband. Hehe. Later, L came out to the patio and tried her hand at it when her dad took a break. But the bigger branches needed an ax or a chainsaw. Just as L continued hacking, a man in a bicycle passed by. 
The gardener with 4 other helpers came in with bigger tools and systematically removed the huge branch from our garden. Since I am such an obsessive compulsive freak, I told them to organize the debris by stalks, leaves, garbage bags and bigger branches. What do I do with all of these wood? Such a waste! The solution: The Metropolitan Manila Development Authority (MMDA) has 
I ended up having the neatest and organized heap of garbage in our street. Maybe I wanted to put some order in this mess. After paying 2,500 pesos ($50) , we are relieved to finally see grass even if they are now bald from the floodwaters. I am sure the trees and the grass will grow back.
(before and after photos of the street I live in) Looking down the street, a clean and orderly array of garbage meets me. Just a few days ago, a mass of trees, branches and uprooted trees lined this street. Yes,we all share responsibility for cleaning up the mess . Every little effort in keeping our environment clean will work out in the end. Floodwaters could get worse the next time if the debris is not removed immediately.
Just as I write this entry, I hear the the whirring sounds of the dump trucks and payloaders as they remove our debris. The village association contracted these trucks and payloaders to haul the garbage from the sidewalk. These are just debris that can easily be set aside as non-essential “things to do”. I think of all the other households still without power and water, homeless families, and the goverment trying to clean its act. 
