We have raised a generation of hate haters. This is not healthy.
Feeling intense dislike for something worthy of intense dislike is essential to the human condition and, more importantly, healthy living.
Living without hate is living without love. One cannot be cut off, and the other be intact.
Take, for example, my hatred of Anthony Albanese. He is a lying, fake left scumbag betraying both his worker roots and the liberalism at the heart of his nation.
To be so mendacious, he must also be as toxic as hemlock.
Hatred of such a hollow man should not be quashed, washed away, cleansed or muted. That will only allow the scumbag to do more scumbaggery.
Righteous hatred should be fanned, and the fire of rage grow. Only that will change anything. To have him voted out in disgrace.
However, my hatred of a hateful PM is small beer. There are other areas of life where hatred is essential to personal well-being. If one cannot hate, how can one change personally inclement circumstances?
This species of hate is most essential in the workplace. Corporations go out of their way to squash hate because it inhibits the creation of cookie-cut automatons whose labour can be exploited without fear of blowback.
Hate is a great motivator to move away from such circumstances. Far from being destructive, hate is immensely creative in driving individuals to better horizons.
Yet, perhaps the worst outcome of cancelling hate is the psychological sacrifice it entails. Self and collective censorship of hate leads directly to mental illness and depression.
The edifice of balderdash emanating from the likes of Beyond Blue and the Psychology profession – that depression is a disease requiring chemical treatment – is itself a toxic and hateful distortion of primary human function.
In most forms, depression is a straightforward manifestation of unexpressed anger arising from ill-treatment. To deny the hate is to deny the abuse and, more importantly, the justice needed to lift the pall.
Ironically, many “depressed” folks would feel better if they disgorged their hate at these institutions rather than following their advice of popping a happy pill.
That is not to say that personal hate does not require a more specific target for resolution. It does. Very much so. Directing hate at the wrong target risks making it worse.
Anybody carrying a reservoir of anger will have suffered a particular abuse demanding specific redress. Most often, it is parents. But it can be work colleagues. Or sports clubs. Even friendship groups. Or a political group.
Thus, if a segment of society demonises hate and those that express it, which is precisely what is transpiring within the progressive circles of public discussion, then the outcome will be an ever-expanding magma chamber of social rage.
Sooner or later, the hate chamber will erupt, quite possibly showering lava upon the wrong target, which is what has already happened in the volcanic ejection of Donald Trump into US politics.
If progressives are unprepared to allow, engage and liberate the injustices of Australiana, then a similar explosion will come for them next.
And, sadly, as so often befalls humanity, their worst fears will be realised by self-sabotage.
