Well. First, you're angry at the people who are shattering your comfortable worldview, like me. Then, after you get round to accepting that what you've been told isn't really how things are, you're generally angry at the people who told you that. And probably at other people who help maintain the fiction, or who embrace the same lies because it makes their lives more cosy. Probably a little angry at anyone who submits to it, even if it means they don't enjoy all the same privileges, because it makes it seem like they believe they deserve to be second-class citizens.

But I've found it's hardest to be angry at people whom you also love.