A timely article. I am reminded of a story about a young starving child who is screaming to be comforted and fed. And the parent, feeling so powerless and at the mercy of external forces seemingly beyond her control... often leaves the child alone, sometimes physically and often psychologically... in order to fight the apparent "others" she believes are the source of her lack of resources. This to me is the way anger begins to become a way of life rather than a wave that rises up then subsides. There has to be 1) an experience of vulnerability that is not being met with love (from our very own selves!), and 2) a story about something external that needs to be controlled in order to feel better again.