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Whatever happened to bad temper? When I threw a tantrum as a child (which as I recall was quite often), I was thought to stand in need of some correction: and so a terrible punishment, such as not being allowed out into the garden for an afternoon, was inflicted upon me.
Nowadays, however, I'd be thought to be in need of treatment. There'd be something hypothetically wrong with the limbic system of my brain (the result of birth trauma perhaps), I would suffer from episodic dyscontrol syndrome, I'd be regarded as an invalid. "Poor Theo, he has these fits, it's not his fault, he was born like that." Heads would nod or shake in commiseration with parent and child ...