I can only speak for myself and my experiences. I'm a white man. And I don't know why, but I've felt angry for a good bit of my life. It's not because I lack resources or opportunities. Quite the opposite - I feel like I am too quickly trusted by people in authority. And yet, I often feel lost and weak and on the outside. Part of it, I think, comes from not feeling like I have an identity. I'm a white dude in America, but what does that mean? I've talked with other white dudes about what it would be like to be a part of a deeper, older tradition, and there's something about that belonging that feels deeply attractive. Without the grit of an ethnic identity (outside of my pale skin), I have nothing to grab onto. I want my life to matter. I think a lot of white men want their lives to matter, but in our impotence and anger we think that violence is the only way to make our mark on the world. It's what our forefathers did. Perhaps we are paying for their sins.