Children in adult bodies

I’ve spent the better part of the evening listening to two grown adults go at it like children in a school yard fight. The reason the argument began in the first place was quickly forgotten by the individuals involved (although not by myself - I’m still trying to come to terms with how completely juvenile and ridiculous it is) but two and a half hours in they were still going at it with the ferocity of two pitbulls in a dog fighting match. When it came to tactics, the one chose to drink himself into oblivion which only served to increase the gusto and lessen the reason with which he argued. The other resorted to intermittent childish screaming in an attempt to overthrow her opponent by sheer force of will, if nothing else. Needless to say, neither tactic resulted in much success and it struck me that growing up is a choice some fail to make. Scientifically, adulthood is determined by age but in reality it is our actions [and reactions] that determine whether or not we are worthy of the title.