Music-loving surfer brutally gunned down in suburban Los Angeles following road rage incident!

Beef.

Rage, in all its many forms, seems to be reaching epidemic status in these United States of America. Whether it is exploding in digital forums, losing mind whilst waiting for the grocery checkout, screaming swears and splashing in the lineup (often justified) or launching into a full tirade on an airline, people, it seems, have lost their bearing.

I was on a flight to New York, recently, and a portly woman one row back became incensed that her carry-on bag would have to go in the back of the plane and not over her head. One of the stewardesses dared call her “honey” when explaining the situation and that set her right off. Multiple deep swears, face beet red, full steam ahead down fury road. She was eventually escorted off by security to the cheers of other passengers, delaying the trip by a good hour, though I sat and pondered her actions. She must have known her outburst was not going to have any desired effect, what with many, many stories about disruptive passengers being kicked off, heavily fined and placed on no-fly lists.

Entirely self-destructive.

Road rage is, of course, the grandaddy of all the various rages, coming into vogue in the mid-1990s and growing in popularity yearly. What once consisted of honking, raising a middle finger, maybe riding a bumper and flashing brights has, in this age, turned entirely deadly.

Take the tragic story of the 25-year-old Jordanian immigrant Mohammad Khair Hani Ali Zaid Al-Kilani, for example. The young man had come to Southern California based on falling in love with the lifestyle as a boy and was truly living his dream. He discovered surfing, according The Los Angeles Times, and enjoyed music on the beach with his friends after sunset sessions.

Well, one week ago from today, Al-Kilani was driving near Marina del Rey when a driver cut him off and continued driving erratically. At a stoplight, the young man got out of his car and approached the other driver only to be shot, point blank, in the chest.

He was pronounced dead at the scene.

But what sort of insanity is this? Both getting out of vehicle, in this day and age, I suppose, and/or straight murdering someone who approaches you?

Madness.

And have these topsy-turvy times forced you to change your behavior? Are you more wary, less inclined to start a conflict?

Scared?

Crazy.

Just crazy.

Real quickly while you’re here, though, have you watched Netflix’s Beef yet?

It’s very good.