Motoring and the mature gent

Thankfully, I still have a good head of hair, albeit somewhat silver.  The latter description giving rise to some antisocial behavior by some elements of society; they assume that I am senile.  Although irksome, this does provide not a little amusement.  Recently I avoided a minor accident by using my surprisingly rapid reaction (or was it fear?) Instead of being grateful, the occupant of the other car leapt towards me shouting "Dickhead".  The irony was that he was completely bald - or should I, to be politically correct, now say folically challenged.  It is possible that I may have been challenged to a fight in Sainsburys car park, which was not a good idea, but, even if so inclined, I was too amused to respond.  But all this begs the question, where did this bloke's instant rage spring from?  (Sorry all my English teachers, I ended a sentance with a preposition).  There's a lot of this agresssion about; possibly low level but worrying.  Why waste it on a bloke like me, why not channel it into something useful like working towards an early general election so that we have a proper government again.