JOSHUA BUCKLEY: HATE


The word “hate” gets thrown around a lot these days. If you dare to criticize the liberal-globalist-egalitarian world order, or if you voted for the guy with the orange hair and the small hands, than you are almost certainly a “hater.” You might even be a hater if you didn’t download the new Beyoncé album, or if you failed to binge watch the latest season of Orange is the New Black. Like the word “fuck,” the word “hate” is being divested of all meaning through overuse. But real hate—what I will call capital-H Hate—is not actually that easy to come by, at least not in the comfy, industrialized West (things might be different in some steamy, genocidal hot-house like Rwanda or the Congo). Capital-H Hate doesn’t fat-shame fat girls or refuse to bake cakes for gay weddings, and it has little or nothing to do with anyone’s “feels.” Capital-H Hate is the hatred that chops off your arms and legs before disemboweling you, rapes your woman while you watch, and sells your children into slavery. Liberals would do well to remember this the next time they declare that every Caspar Milquetoast-White guy who listens to AM talk-radio is a “hatemonger.”

As Jack Donovan has pointed out, real hatred involves a lot of emotional investment. To hate someone with a whole heart, you have to actually care about them. Most of us who have ever experienced the nasty break-up of a romantic relationship can probably attest to how closely intertwined love and hatred can be, and how quickly the one can morph into the other. Hatred also implies a sort of frustrated idealism. There is no reason to hate someone just for being who they are, unless you believe that they could somehow be different. You can save yourself a tremendous amount of misery by not falling into this kind of thinking. If you accept people as they are, and not as you imagine that they could be, then you can avoid the emotional expenditure involved in hating them, or the even greater emotional investment involved in trying to change them (which is the mistake humanitarian do-gooders make). The better course of action is to ignore them altogether, and to focus instead on keeping your own house in order. This doesn’t mean failing to notice people who constitute a legitimate threat, or who actively present themselves as enemies. But even in these circumstances, it’s best not to get too emotionally involved by letting yourself be consumed with capital-H Hate. As anyone who has participated in combat sports can tell you, the worst thing you can do in a fight is to lose your temper and start thrashing around like a madman. The cold, calculating killer with superior technique and a higher fight IQ is far more likely to dispatch an enemy successfully than the emotionally-overloaded fighter who has lost all semblance of control.

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