A story (which you saw if you watched the film “The Birds”)…
Rod Taylor, in the film, was able to manage the safety of the women who were attacked by the birds…especially during the last scenes near the end of the film.
He was also reasonably good-natured and easy-going throughout the entire film.
But there was one scene on which I almost fell out laughing (even though danger was present), because I have, on rare occasions, done (metaphorically) pretty much the same thing:
There was a daytime scene in the film in which the birds, having gotten really going in attacking the town, bore down on Taylor and the young lady. All of a sudden, Taylor flew off the handle and started throwing rocks at the birds, an action entirely futile (given the sheer number of birds) and, quite possibly, increasing the danger that was present.
The young lady instantly got cross with Taylor and, quite sensibly, admonished him and told him to cut it out. Which he did.
What Taylor did was frustration. How he expressed it and the suddenness of it. And the aggression. If the tables were turned, the lady would not have thrown those rocks.
What is taking place right now is frustration with Pelosi and her crew…and this is how many people (including me) voice their frustration.
With impatience, fear and testosterone and a damning feeling of lack of control over this entire abominable Trump Era.
I curse Nancy out, too. But I do it with my wife and, mi esposa, being a helluva lot smarter and intuitive (w/r/t public opinion) than I am, usually gets me back on track…And I do not have a right (this is my opinion about what I CAN DO) to discourage others and pour sour grapes on someone (Pelosi) who is privy to more info than I possess and who is outnumbered by at least three separate sectors of our government