The rage was in me, and if it wasn't for the rage, then I wouldn't know how to be calm. They feed off of each other. Just like when Malcolm X fed off Martin Luther King. They needed each other.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I don't know, in view of the situation and the act going where it was going, I don't know, the rage did go all over the place. It went to everybody in the room.
For a long time I thought I could deal with my anger and hostility on my own. But I couldn't. I denied that it had affected me, and yet I was so frantic on the inside with other people: I needed to be constantly reassured.
Rage only works if it is justified. That's the trick with rage. You gotta have a reason to be mad.
When I read Malcolm X, I didn't agree with it all, but I inhaled it; I connected to his rage.
I'm a bit of an expert on anger, having suffered from it all through my youth, when I was both brunt and font. It's certainly the most miserable state to be in but it's also tremendously gratifying, really - rage feels justified.
The thing that started the peace movement in Ireland was anger - my anger. It wasn't anger; it was fury.
There's a lot of rage... you have to express it somehow. If I didn't express it in song, I'd become incredibly violent.
I'm really busted up over this and I'm very, very sorry to those people in the audience, the blacks, the Hispanics, whites - everyone that was there that took the brunt of that anger and hate and rage and how it came through.
Rage is exciting, but leaves me confused and exhausted.
There were a lot of people who were a little afraid of the rage or blaming stance I was taking, and find what I am doing now more refreshing.
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