06-06-2025
- General
- Wall Street Journal
This Is Your Brain on Revenge
I grew up on a small farm in central Pennsylvania with a small herd of cattle, pigs and chickens, but my folks weren't real farmers. My father was an insurance agent and my mother a homemaker.
This became a source of contempt from the neighboring kids whose fathers tilled the land. My dad walked into his office in town around 10 a.m. wearing a suit and shiny shoes; their dads were in their milking parlors before sunrise, wearing overalls and manure-covered boots.
