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who was the nicest guy you ever want to meet. the kind of guy who would help you move. a great tipper (i knew him from a bar i worked at). but he ended up divorced, mostly on the grounds that he was middle aged but not ready to give up having fun. he tried just having fun on his own. innocent fun, going out to hear live music and dancing. but his wife was jealous, and things fell apart. so, he just was determined to move along, and met up with a younger woman, and got serious about her. she dumped him, and he went off the deep end. you could see it. he wasn't sleeping. he wasn't eating. he was drinking more. he looked awful. one night he put on his duck hunting overalls, took his rifle, and laid in a ditch waiting for her for several hours. he killed her, then himself. in spite of having watched the slide, no one who knew him could figure out how he got from here to there.
that said, tho, i am a strong believer that we are animals, with a complex set of built in behaviors. other male animals have an instinct to kill the offspring of other males, and other such violent things. i think that our reason and our sense of civilization temper our instincts, but they sure don't erase them. when we are pushed to the edge, reason falls away. when we have nothing left to lose, savage instinct surfaces. we are complicated critters.
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