Okay, so I was pissed
I spent a whole day listening to the amazing Joseph Campell and the Power of Myth. It made me feel better about some of the things I've been worried about, and bang, this comes along. I know I shouldn't let other people have such power over me, but I can't help it. I was just beginning to get at the root of the problem I have with some other people's mythology, and realizing just what it was that didn't compute. I was beginning to come to that understanding that I desperately wanted.
Wham, then, emotion just had to be brought into this and I lost my semi-objectivity and now I'm angry. I've all but forgotten what I've learned in my meditation today.
Another bloody roadblock to what might eventually become what I've been dancing around saying for years.
Life is suffering, the Buddha has always been right.