It takes a lot to make me angry.
A few things have happened that have triggered my protective instincts and my anger and frustration has peaked in a way that might be a little unhealthy.
I want to scream. I want to throw shit, yell at people and make my displeasure known. I want to write a long blog post about why I’m angry and why I am completely justified in feeling this way.
But I can’t. I can’t be immature about this and vent the circumstances of my anger to the world. I can’t shake the shit out of people and make them make better choices.
So, instead of a full-blown rant full of profanity and finger pointing, I offer you The Hulk.