Incoherent Rage

If there is anything essentially trivial that is still capable of driving me into spluttering, impotent fury, it is this: web pages that disable the "back" button. Here I am, peacefully browsing; I click on a link from one of my favorite pages, look at the material, attempt to return - and am frozen in place.

Three times in the last hour.

If I ever run amok, something like this will trigger it.