Mass movements, the mosh pit at the punk show, and your ecstatic dance club are crackling with cathartic potential today. There’s nothing like the anonymity of a crowd to offer cover as you weep. And if your frustration needs a witness, blowing off steam with the gang is just the ticket. Cry tears of solidarity into your mocktails, or smash thrift store plates on a tarp in your backyard. Raging against the machine is so much more fun with your friends.