Hating

There are few things I truly hate. The word gets thrown around quite a bit, and has become to mean less "utter loathing to it's core" and more "extreme dislike". And that list gets even fewer when you start talking about actual people, because no one (well, most people) don't want that kind pressure to say that they "hate" someone.

What's worse is when you don't know the person well, or even at all. Your opinion is based on what you heard, what you think you know, tabloids, whatever, your information is not what it could be. It's all curcumstantional. So when people say it, it usually doesn't speak well of the person expressing their "hate".

So, having weighed this knowledge and finding it to be true to me, I say this; I hate Phillip Jones. No, I will not dignify his stupid nickname by acknowledging it.

( Oh, strap yourself in, I'm fucking pissed here and that's not steam I'm blowing off, it's pure revulsion in condensed gaseous-liquid form )