O happy, happy hatred
In my first blog post I presented the principle that people are doing the best they can (all people, always) and said that it has to be taken on faith, if at all, but that the results of believing it are readily observable. But it’s often hard to imagine how it could be true, and (more obstructively) it’s expensive. You sometimes have to give up an invigorating, clarifying hatred of the “Other”.
This cost is demonstrated in the title of a new book by Will Blythe: To Hate Like This Is to Be Happy Forever. I haven’t read the book, which is about a college basketball rivalry, but the title is the point. Who can’t relate?