Indeed so. I'm inclined to protest that I am not a gentleman either, but I also have to admit that I aspire to be one.
What I have tried to be is an old-fashioned gentleman of that quaint attitude who, (according to Robert Heinlein), can be a cast-iron S.O.B. if that's what the job requires.
For such an individual, violent reactions are the least common response to various challenges, but they are not excluded entirely from the list of options.
“cast-iron S.O.B.”
Would you consider being a stainless steel S.O.B.? At least you wouldn’t have to be seasoned so you don’t rust.