No. No.
I don't have any problem understand or accepting people who say they hate the people who did this. I'm not sure hanging onto that hate, if they do, is a good idea.
But please don't hate the people you think might have done this, and all the people like them.
Hating people because of something a small group has done is probably exactly what led to planes flying into the World Trade Center.
I could hate the people who did this. But not the Palestinians, not the Arabs, etc. Whatever they are guilty of (even if it is celebrating the fact that reality has come to knock in the USA), it is not (for most of them) participation in the murder of thousands of civilians.
And frankly, I don't hate them, at this moment. It takes too much energy to hate someone, and it doesn't help much. I'm angry at them (a faceless "them" since I have no sure knowledge of who it is), yes. I'm even furious. And I'm definitely scared.
I refuse to bother with the mono-focus of hate. I hope that they find the people who did this, and I hope that they kill them. That's not hate; it's not going to occupy my thoughts constantly once the immediacy of this dies down.
But I don't want to leave the people who would do this, to do it again. (And I speak, here, of the organizers: obviously the people who actually did it must have died along with the others on those flights.)
I don't have any problem understand or accepting people who say they hate the people who did this. I'm not sure hanging onto that hate, if they do, is a good idea.
But please don't hate the people you think might have done this, and all the people like them.
Hating people because of something a small group has done is probably exactly what led to planes flying into the World Trade Center.
I could hate the people who did this. But not the Palestinians, not the Arabs, etc. Whatever they are guilty of (even if it is celebrating the fact that reality has come to knock in the USA), it is not (for most of them) participation in the murder of thousands of civilians.
And frankly, I don't hate them, at this moment. It takes too much energy to hate someone, and it doesn't help much. I'm angry at them (a faceless "them" since I have no sure knowledge of who it is), yes. I'm even furious. And I'm definitely scared.
I refuse to bother with the mono-focus of hate. I hope that they find the people who did this, and I hope that they kill them. That's not hate; it's not going to occupy my thoughts constantly once the immediacy of this dies down.
But I don't want to leave the people who would do this, to do it again. (And I speak, here, of the organizers: obviously the people who actually did it must have died along with the others on those flights.)