A pretty girl I’ve never met writes to me:
You’re anti-social and hate everything. Me too! At least in a world of loathing, we know there are others with a like mind out there.
This is a tricky situation. On the one hand, I am anti-social and I do hate everything, just as this woman does. And yet I wonder if she hates everything for the same reasons I do. The ass of it is, I only hate everything because I love it so much. I only hate the stupidity of humanity because it represents so much wasted potential. And really, the only stuff worth hating is stuff with free will.
Yeah, I can “hate” things that aren’t sentient. When I get going, I can hate the weather or the moon, but that’s just displacement. Weather is actually awesome. And even the moon—although I yearn, like all men, to destroy it—is OK, really. You can only truly hate something that is in someone’s control. Like public transportation. Or congress. Or a lack of electrical outlets at coffee shops. Or stupidity.
So the hate is more frustration-based. It’s not “Why must things be so awful?” It’s “Things don’t have to be so awful, but they are!” Which is much worse.
Think about it, won’t you?
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Posted 08 Jan 2009 at 3:43 pm ¶I’m pretty.
And I hate most things.
But only because I cant have them, dont want them or they are useless to me.
I like to posess as much of as many as possible.
Thanks for the reply MsJoey. Let me know if you have anymore thoughts about this. Best of luck.
Posted 10 Jan 2009 at 6:30 pm ¶