But it's got to come from somewhere. Coincidentally, The Boy's outburst (which was accompanied by an 'oh rats' swing of the fist) came just after he'd spilled rice flour on the kitchen floor and the swinging handle of the vacuum cleaner managed to knock a bunch of bottles and other debris flying.
...a man is always prey to his truths. Once he has admitted them, he cannot free himself from them.
—Albert Camus