I had a housemate once. It was close to hate.
He was a guy who wasn’t just miserable, but seemed to intentionally try to spread misery. He’s the only guy I’ve ever known where I thought, “the world would just be a noticeably better place if he weren’t in it.”
A miserable, miserable guy with no redeeming qualities at all. Even his attributes, like “intelligence”, he used to create more misery.
I hated an ex-girlfriend and the guy she dumped me for (and likely cheated on me with) for a good while. I’m over that now.
There were times I hated my Dad.
That’s about it.
36 years and not so far. Hatred is reserved for the most extreme acts against me or my loved ones. This would require an immediate response too.
Actually, just reminded me of something the other day. My SO is a police officer and mentioned a GBH (grievous bodily harm) incident.
Apparently, guy A went to guy B’s flat. Proceeded to kick him in. Badly. Then guy A went to the fridge and took out a beer. He went into the other room and calmly drank the beer. **45 minutes **later, he gets back up and walks into the kitchen. Beats on him some more. (Bearing in mind that the 1st session had left him so badly injured that he couldn’t even crawl out of the room). Another friend was an officer on site at the hospital and said the victim looked like Arnie does in Total Recall when he’s on the surface of Mars.
Guy A was caught and admitted the charges although I don’t know what the provocation could have been.
Anyway, we discussed this and a friend was saying that there is nothing in this world that would make them do that… I disagreed.
Those are the only people I ever really HATED, also. Billy Madison had a joke about it, but I’m sure most of us picked on kids really do have mental lists of those people. Good thing is I didn’t see any of them at my 10 year reunion, which renews my hopes that their lives suck.
I have never had the deep seated hatred towards anyone I know.
However, I will be happy if Cheney has the Big Heart Attack and dies.
Nothing cruel, just a bad ticker, giving out. I really think he is evil and horribly bad for the country and the world.
Jim
Mine, too. And with him in the car was a young girl he had gotten drunk and raped. She survived, barely.
I don’t know if I would be capable of feeling that much hatred again.
Yes. There’s a guy that taunted and teased me incessantly through elementary school - 3rd grade to 8th. My parents were friends with his parents. Principals scolded him - but never punished him. Nothing ever helped the situation. It left a permanent scar on me, and for that I will absolutely, positively NEVER forgive him. Never. If I ever see him again, I will beat him mercilessly into an unconscious, bloody pulp, despite the risk of criminal prosecution.
I really hope that miserable fuck is dead, though.
Just someone’s current wife, for what she puts her children through because she’s unbelievably immature, selfish and downright hateful/mean. I think it almost borders on child abuse, but it wouldn’t ever be something one could prove (what with most of it being emotional and all). Hopefully, someday he’ll stand up to her and for them.
Other than that, I constantly edge towards feeling that way about my mother, but it fluctuates enough that I can’t call it complete or consistent.
After much thought, I can honestly say No, I have never really felt true hate for anyone.
But I am an extremely laid back person, and I dont think I represent the norm.
Your answer is very similar to mine. The person I hate the most in this world is my brother-in-law, who verbally and mentally abuses my husband’s sister. He’s a real winner, with a consistent history of drug use, anger management issues, and chronic unemployment (he complains that he can’t do physical labor because of injuries he sustained in a car accident a few years ago, then complains that he can’t stand to sit behind a desk all day). He once threatened my sister-in-law that if she ever tried to leave him, he’d kill her and take the kids. The day he rots in hell will be a truly happy day, indeed.
Yes, but, for personal reasons, I’d rather not reveal who or why.
Yes, but, for personal reasons, I’d rather not reveal who or why.
Sorry about the double-post.
What Governor Quinn said.
You’re sorry for his double post also? 
Lessee…The Bus Wife’s former “best friend” that hijacked our wedding into her personal soap opera, then later when the BW was hospitalized and nearly miscarried, never went to visit her in the hospital, despite knowing that she was on tap - yes even after her wedding day antics - to be the godmother, because she had to go to her new boyfriend’s baseball game? (Sorry for the run-on, I get that way when I vent)
Nope, not her. Her I kinda pity, because now, 20 something years later after proclaiming our wedding to be a “waste of time”, has been married and divorced twice, and much to the BW’s joy, has become a pitiful parody of herself.
Um, and the Bus Kid’s ex that smacked her, threatened her and such? Nah, can’t work up a good head of hate for him either. He’s running in pure terror of what Johhny Law has got planned for him. So long as he’s 360 miles away, all I can do is revel in his fear.
The psycho I fired from the last place I worked because she was an unmanageable pain the ass that spread gossip to customers about management sleeping around with drivers, and even told one customer that we fudged maintenance records, then after she got fired named me as a defendant in a $2 million federal lawsuit in which she acted Pro Se, and then started new crap about me viewing porn at work?
Nah, I got dropped from the suit and now I get to be the star witness when there’s an actual trial date and she gets hung out to dry. That’s too much fun to think about hating her.
I’m too nice to hate I think. More likely is I have the attention span of a mosquito, and tend to forget how much people piss me off.
I don’t think I get out enough. Just by reading this thread I can see that there completely contemptible people in this world, but it’s my good luck not to know any of them. To be sure, there are people whom I deeply dislike – hold in contempt, even – but hate? In any event, I feel like I have to do justice to them, and recognize that they have redeeming qualities, or that they’re victims too, in a way. And sometimes this dislike of mine is more or less irrational.
BTW, Mr. Blue Sky, someday I want to hear about the pawn shop.
Hate is a very strong word and I hesitate to use it.
but I think I do indeed hate someone. I don’t know about the rats–I tend not to be vindictive, but I will just smiiile when the news comes that she is dead. I will walk away from the grave with a smirk on my face a mile wide. She has caused me a whole mess of pain–in the nibbled to death by ducks way.
And that would be my MIL–a dry drunk, narcissistic, shallow, bigotted, racist moron who drove a wedge between me and my husband, has tried to undermine our parenting constantly --I could go on, but why bore you?
She is not a nice person, by any stretch of the imagination.
I used to be consumed with rage against her. But, that has gone. All I want now is her out of my life, permanently.
Yes. My ex SIL. Amongst the fucked up shit she’s done, she took it upon herself to tell my oldest son I wasn’t his biological father. Not in a “you should know…” kind of way, but to intentionally hurt him and by extension my ex-wife. This happened two years ago and we’re still suffering the repercusions. The fu%&ed up thing is that’s her MO, for any perceived slight, she tries to go after you through kids or someone else. Her behavior is so beyond the pale that I refuse to allow my children to spend time at their grandmothers home because she lives there. I stay away form her as I don’t want to spend anytime in prison.