The seething swirls of anger, the flames of anger, the whirlwind, the whorls, in which you must grasp the table's edges, clutch to hold yourself steady, to avoid the vertigo, the absurdity of anger, the irrationality, the indignity. Above all, maintain your reason.

And then, having served its purpose, it abates, it dissipates, and is best left alone as it evaporates.