His science,
by our standards, is dubious but Robert Burton’s gifts as a diagnostician of
human nature are unrivaled. Look around and what do you see? Legions reveling
in anger and rage. That’s how some people know they are still alive. They are the most
sustainable of fuels. In the same paragraph in The Anatomy of Melancholy,
Burton calls anger “the darkening of our understanding, and a bad angel.” Self-centered
anger may be another name for original sin. Of the angry, Burton writes: “They
are void of reason, inexorable, blind, like beasts and monsters for the time,
say and do they know not what, curse, swear, rail, fight, and what not?” The
continuity of anger across human history and the mayhem that results is
remarkable. Consider Gibbon’s well-known observation in The History of the
Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire:
“History is
indeed little more than the register of crimes, follies, and misfortunes of
mankind.”
Or when
Gulliver gives the King of Brobdingnag “a brief account of Affairs and Events
in England,” and describes His Majesty’s reaction:
“He was
perfectly astonished with the historical account I gave him of our affairs
during the last century; protesting ‘it was only a heap of conspiracies,
rebellions, murders, massacres, revolutions, banishments, the very worst
effects that avarice, faction, hypocrisy, perfidiousness, cruelty, rage, madness,
hatred, envy, lust, malice, and ambition, could produce.’”
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"And three hardboiled eggs."
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