Anatomy of a Control: Making Anger Work

Slow and steady
The letter starts slowly and gathers momentum. The first page is the story of Constantino: “For years he was held in a tiny cell; his only human contact was with his torturers.”

In his own words, Constantino describes the ghastly circumstances of his incarceration: “On Christmas Eve the door to my cell opened, and the guard tossed in a crumpled piece of paper. I moved as best I could to pick it up.”