Solitude is salutary, up to a point. We are not free if we do not know how to be ourselves, by ourselves. Yet too much solitude makes freedom impossible, first for the lonely, and then for everyone else. A solitary rage is part of freedom, but only part. If we have no help from others, our rage no longer protects us but endangers everyone. Once pride becomes resentment, we forget that we need help and claim that only others do. A fury that lashes out blindly is no mark of liberty, but an opportunity for politicians who provide targets for the anger.
