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.

Word.