It's 103 degrees right now, I just thought I'd mention that.

People can be so unbelievably cruel and not even know it.  Controlled and manipulated we go throughout our day, our lives.  We believe one set of instructions, set of rules, and we follow them, whether they're good or not.  You know that old saying, "if (enter name) told you to jump off a bridge would you do it?"  Well, we're all supposed to say no, obviously, jumping off a bridge would not be a great idea.  However, if the right person who had been conditioning you for years, asked you that question...  I bet a lot more people would say yes than we'd like to think.  

We are remarkably weak as a species.  We seek out strength, we are drawn to it, like the cavemen were drawn to women with a child bearing body type.  We have very little control over our emotion and when pushed, our emotions get the better of us.  We reach out and burn our remaining calm and let anger take over us.  The anger makes us strong and it makes others vulnerable in our wake.  We strive to control, until our anger is released.  The anger is never gone though, just depleted momentarily, or displaced.  We've made someone else angry and the whole cycle begins anew with a different person until it comes back to us.  The cycle of anger.

We need one another yet we push each other away, it's really remarkable that anybody is happy in this world, utterly remarkable.

Macbeth, by William Shakespeare

First Witch

Thrice the brinded cat hath mew'd.

Second Witch

Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined.

Third Witch

Harpier cries 'Tis time, 'tis time.

First Witch

Round about the cauldron go;
In the poison'd entrails throw.
Toad, that under cold stone
Days and nights has thirty-one
Swelter'd venom sleeping got,
Boil thou first i' the charmed pot.

ALL

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Second Witch

Fillet of a fenny snake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of newt and toe of frog,
Wool of bat and tongue of dog,
Adder's fork and blind-worm's sting,
Lizard's leg and owlet's wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

ALL

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

Third Witch

Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Witches' mummy, maw and gulf
Of the ravin'd salt-sea shark,
Root of hemlock digg'd i' the dark,
Liver of blaspheming Jew,
Gall of goat, and slips of yew
Silver'd in the moon's eclipse,
Nose of Turk and Tartar's lips,
Finger of birth-strangled babe
Ditch-deliver'd by a drab,
Make the gruel thick and slab:
Add thereto a tiger's chaudron,
For the ingredients of our cauldron.

ALL

Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

 (http://shakespeare.mit.edu/macbeth/macbeth.4.1.html)