I really like the moral argument that everyone should be treated like a cute little white girl. It’s perhaps a little sad to see that it’s the straightest line between two points, so to speak.

The best way I’ve found to deal with deep dark rage without collapsing into a broken ghost is to focus on gratitude. Thinking on your blessings can be the antidote to the poison of anger.

Guaranteed that manager has had a toddler. You either get used to handling unreasonable anger or develop anger issues of your own

I am a budding collector of unhinged quotations from my kid. Two of my favourites:

Daddy, I want a cannibal toothbrush like yours.

Mechanical. Bless.

My favourite green thing is nobody, because nobody is green.

This one is almost like a zen koan. Little four year old suddenly using conceptual negative space, crazy how nature do that.