Freedom of Hate


Why should I be in love with a country that hates me - everywhere I look, everything I do: I'm fired, I'm banned, I'm arrested, I'm put into Mental Health Hospitals... I am Hated.

You do not understand hatred until you have lived among it, experienced it from respected and loved people - to be torn down and trampled, to be less than human.  People have nothing nice to say, nothing nice to do - people simply live through their hate; engineered for evil.  There are many reasons people hate me; but, they are not good reasons.

My beliefs are nothing like yours - you hate them and you hate me.  You may think otherwise, but I would not have gotten where I am today if anyone gave a shit about me.  Hatred - your hatred - pays my paychecks... your anger ensures I am a disabled person... your ignorance makes you a terror.

I am not even allowed to join our society - I will be targeted in the worst possible ways.  Some people have to fight just to survive in this country that is largely just a bunch of angry and violent people - these are very weak minded people, easily manipulated by powerful people to hate innocent people, even to hate themselves if they are told to.

I do not hate myself.

I do not hate you.

You, and this place, hate me.  There's a mountain of proof of hatred, and - I suppose - no proof of love here.  I could write a book on how people hate me... as far as I know, nobody can stand me... so, the book of how to hate me has already been written and told by hundreds of people that are not me.

See Doctor - see all the proof I am not safe... proof I am hated... it is all right here.  It is clear and it is coordinated... I just have to do my best to stay alive.  

What more evidence do you need Doctor? I will get it.

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