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December 1984

At War With the World

In this "season to be jolly," three AAs remind us of a common character defect

FROM THE DAY I was born and the doctor slapped my bottom, I have been angry. While I was still in the crib, my mother was unable to give me the attention I demanded, and I would rage, sometimes for hours, before exhaustion led me to sleep. My father is handicapped and therefore unable to fulfill the role of father that I had planned for him. This, too, made me very angry.

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