I'm so sick of political correctness. Oh "we have to teach them not to hate us..." That's unbridled b.s. People hate. Whether that hate is directed at lima beans and brussels sprouts (in the case of the former, they are not tasty, ever, in the case of the latter, bacon and cheese can fix this, but if you have bacon and cheese, why the hell are you eating brussels sprouts?!?) or idologies, or science, or religion, or politicians, or... You get the point. We hate. Nevermind the whole "love wouldn't exist without hate" argument because, though true, the statement is pedantic, and besides, I'm sure some stupid movie, like: "Matrix 4: We-Can-Still-Get-Away-With-This-Crap-tions" will likely beat our brains in with some similarly obvious "universal truth." Hate is thearaputic.
Did you just see a cartoon ridiculing the Prophet? Don't try and respect their right to freedom of speech/press. Hate them. Just see a bunch of morons acting out the very cartoon they were protesting? Don't try and see their side. You can't. Hate them. Seriously, if you are not going to ignore it, your only options are to either hate them or be depressed about it.
People will always hate something. It may be better if it is directed towards some intangible, but it won't be always. It's hard to picture terorrism in your mind. Osama is easy. It's hard to visualize stupidity but an native english speaking world leader unable to pronounce "nuclear" is easy. Stupidity is the one thing that receives the bulk of my hatred. Stupidity will present itself in all people to a certain extent, and yes, that means you, but when it lodges itself in, particularly in a public manner, my blood begins to boil.
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