How you doing?
Given the number of people who wrote in after my piece this morning and said they won’t be reading Untold again, I suspect we’re now down to just us few regulars. Just us four then.
Hope you’re doing ok. It’s a beautiful if windy day here in the East Midlands. What’s it like on the North Circular?
You probably missed it, but after my last article we got a lot of suggestions that I’m in the employ of Arsenal, and that I’m not a real fan because I don’t feel anger or frustration about yesterday’s match. All because I wrote a piece that suggested that complaining about Arsenal on radio phone ins doesn’t actually lead to an improvement in performance, but rather is much more likely to lead to further problems on the pitch and with recruitment and retention.
Reflecting on this I wonder about “passion” which as a psycho (sorry, psychologist) you’ll know all about. Certainly the difference in passion in the ground even between the upper north where I used to sit, and the upper east where we all now sit, is huge. From what I understand from Blacksheep as we compare notes after the matches, the lower north is far more emotional again. Front row upper east: very refined.
Yes I leap up, shout, wave the old arms around a bit and jump up and down when we score, sometimes quite a bit showing the old nimbleness of foot is still there, but shouting abuse during the game… that’s never quite been my scene. At least not since my early 20s.
Now from what I remember of our conversations when we used to meet on the allotments, the general feeling among psychos like you is that emotions are an extremely complex issue, with most of them being on a continuum. Joy-sadness, anger-fear, trust-distrust, surprise-anticipation, that sort of thing.
I do remember you said that a lot of people who get a long way along the annoyance – anger – rage – spectrum do defend those feelings or emotions as being wholly understandable, and indeed the right response to have. People who don’t appear to be subject to such emotions tend to be seen by those who do as lacking, not real people, not fully engaged, not manly, not BRITISH!
I also remember you pointed out that most of the aliens in Star Trek had no emotions but were always defeated by an illogical response from Captain Kirk. Oh those were fun days, when life was much simpler than now…
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Of course people can deal with such emotions in many ways, and as you said, the more we can manage the negative emotions but still experience the positives, the happier life is. Certainly I’d concur with that.
Trouble is, when Arsenal give us all a real boost, as with the early days of Wenger; those two Doubles, and the Unbeaten Season, and recently the second run of three FA Cups in four years, then we get knocked down again. It is very frustrating.
Mind you, so is being accused of having a job that I don’t have. Next thing I know the Revenue and Customs will be sending me summons notices for not having declared an income from Arsenal FC. I can just see it, demands for the tax on the £50,000 I’ve been earning each year for deflecting attention of supporters away from the club’s poor performances. Oh to have such power. Mind you, oh to have the extra £50k as well.
Anyway, Untold’s gone now – or at least Untold’s audience has gone, and it’s just you and me. And of course Blacksheep (although he’s somewhere in France just now, giving advice on sorting out the criminal fraternity no doubt). Walter and Andrew are still with us, and Bulldog is still champing at the bit. And it is nice when Ian, James and the lads travel by train and invite me along – especially as they always bring sandwiches. Mind you I hear Sir Hardly was arrested again for duelling on the foreshore of Rutland Water. Hopefully they’ll let him out soon so we can finish off the transfer window gibberish.
Anyway, that’s about it. Everyone else has gone to a place where anger is expressed and there’s less of this reserved consideration of the outcomes of actions. I’m going to spend the evening dancing in the Pump Room in Royal Leamington Spa; it feels about right for a man of my refined tastes.
I’m told by my mates at the BBC that they can’t wait for the next Arsenal defeat; audience figures are expected to go through the roof. I suspect TalkSprout think much the same although I haven’t talked to them since I did that show on Arsenal’s History.
Speaking of which, I do now have the extra evidence about the great match fixing scandal which directly led to Arsenal’s election to the first division. It’s quite good fun.
If only I really did work for the club I’d be able to ensure that we could have a proper celebration of 100 years in the top league, and I could release the new stuff then. But they wouldn’t do anything about my notion of a monument to the Chapman – Shaw – Allison – Whittaker years. So I suspect nothing doing this time either.
Anyway, do keep running the anger management classes. Hope the allotment is well. Regards to Dennis.
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