When I was younger, my mother often described me as a “Raging Banshee.” Whether it was because of my unusually high pitched voice, the strange mixture of Irish and Italian that creates a volcanic anger, my perpetual ranting even back in preschool, or simply the unkempt mess of hair I had… I do not know. The description stuck with me.
Here at “Raging Banshee,” you can expect to be subject to, well, my banshee like wails, rants, and rages. This is an exercise in my ability to channel my near constant frustration with the world into words that some of you may enjoy reading. Or might hate reading.
In other words, this is an experiment. A project. All to see if I can feel less stressed, less frustrated, and overall less angry if I just write down whatever I turn into verbal rants (or forum flames).
If I fuel your rage, feel free to comment; this whole website is about getting the anger out of the physical world and into a healthier written one.
The world is unfair and hard to change. Might as well bitch about it.