Hating People
I don't hate people. Well, not very many people anyway. I was talking to Sina the other day and concluded that it was definitely too much effort to hate people. Then I talked to some other people and they defined hate as someone you wouldn't rescue from a burning building. I guess that's different. There might be people that I wouldn't rescue, but I'd like to think there aren't. Then I wonder if deciding not to expend the energy to hate people might be the same thing as choosing not to have an opinion. It says something about you that you choose not to. What would you do if you could do anything? If you don't know then you should think about it. If you say, well I can't do anything I want so why should I think about it, does it say something about you as a person? I think it might. I mean, I'm not going to waste my energy hating people, but I might focus more on a having definitive opinoin. Choosing to respect the opinoins of others isn't the same as having one of your own. Sometimes I think I choose not to have an opinoin so that I can really respect the opnions of others. How bizarre is that? It's like, if I don't have an opinion then I won't be tempted to belittle someone else's.
Anyway, now Ryan and Andy are making me mad by trying to tell me how I should approach a writing career. I don't think so! Wow, I'm surprised that this really bothers me. I definitely have an opinoin. I want to kill them both right now. Oh well, of to be homicidal...Katie