Hate

Bing of Warmstone asked me the other day about the things I hate. I’ve been asked about the weirder aspect of my being and the things that I adore and I soundly responded to them in this blog. But on things or circumstances that I HATE, I have finally become a bit tentative realizing that hate and anger are never superlative emotions and are meant to be hidden and tucked underneath carpets and behind closed doors, to never ever wash dirty linens in public’s view—-as some anonymous guy or gal once advised.

Come to think of it, the feeling of hate is so extant and pronounced in our daily lives that we could not help but recognize it as one fact of life that we could never ever escape from, like the wind we breathe. Without hate, we are nothing. Just like love.

We all know by know that love—-as against hate—-is one that this world needs, and one that makes the world go round, according to not-so-anonymous guys and gals like John Lennon, Mick Jagger, Boy George, priests, evangelists, imams, monks, rabbi, teacher, lawyer, hermits, bike riding hippies, Steve Jobs and Bill Gates when they were still hippies without bikes, presidents and head of nations, freedom fighters, prize-fighters, poets, essayists, storytellers, sages and pretenders alike, DJ on the radio, the comedian on a late TV show, actors and actresses, madmen and scientists and of course, each and everyone of us, such as I am, for I believe in LOVE and LOVE does make life much more bearable than what it is.

And then of course, by prophets and messengers—-most of all, by the Lord Jesus Christ who have pronounced so well to “Love one another like I have Loved you”.

Then it comes now for us to inquire that like the feeling of LOVE, did God have designed HATE to be so part of us and be that profoundly inevitable? Why it is to be and to what purpose or benefit does it brings us? Wouldn’t it be nice to live in a world without hate and anger, and to love and have loved all the time?

On deeper thought, love, love and everything love could make our world such an unusual place to live in—-people always smiling, always laughing, always caring and condescending that eventually, there’d be a time where we would often ask strangers, “Are you talking to me? Are you sane smiling at me like that all the time? Why are you smiling at me of all people?” Get the hell away from me!

Hate eventually becomes a fact of life that had been inculcated in us in order to usher a more balanced and normal existence; to put things into a viable fulcrum, like a man trodding a narrow bridge, to have balance from left or right because too much of weight on the one single side would make him fall into the muddy water below. Just like night and day, without night, Nature would wither by constant warmth, or without day, Nature freezes into complete depletion.

I realize all to well that the existence of HATE in one man or woman allows others to be of caution when interrelating; in order to realize that every man or woman has hate and therefore one should not easily trample upon him or her, to spit on his or her face, for that man or woman has some form of emotion called hate or anger, that if such insults would go unmitigated anytime soon, some repercussion would entail. I have HATE, therefore be of prudence not to ever spit on me. I have Hate, therefore I am.

Of course, Hate is not one sentiment that we should harbor like a child, to ever encourage it, for unreasonable and irrational hate would lead to self-desecration, self-destruction even. We have seen how the hate of one man, multiplied into thousands of blinded soldiers or armed men (women) has caused so much trouble in our world. Perhaps like LOVE, too much of it is certainly an unideal proposition. But if you ask me, I’d rather be loved too much—-much too much if possible—-than be hated so entirely.

Now let’s go back to Bing’s tag about the things I hate and sadly, I do hate, like the following:

• 1. I hate laggardly men and women who do nothing worthy.
  




• 2. I hate doing nothing.




• 3. I hate those who are shoddy in their task and duties.




• 4. I hate those who covet the possessions of others.




• 5. I hate those who are highly of unethical conduct.




• 6. I hate having no money (do I have to say this?).




• 7. I hate being harassed.




• 8. I hate being fooled around and cheated.




• 9. I hate noisy people—noise without purpose that is.




• 10. I hate having to do something not of principle or of bad deed.

Perhaps, there are many other things or facts and circumstances that I hate or perhaps some of those listed above could not really be of hate as we know it, but merely by aversion and dislike.

I can list many other things I am sure. But please be assured, I have more LOVE than HATE. At least, I’d like to believe it to be that way.

So what are the things you hate?