Amos Burton, the Unlikely Sage

On the occasion of family turmoil, I've done a lot of thinking about anger. There seems to be a lot of it around me, although none of it is actually mine. I recently read Tiamet's Wrath, by James S.A. Corey, and the dead-inside sociopath Amos Burton makes an observation so keen it sticks in my side weeks later.

"There's only a couple kinds of anger. You …