Now, what is truly noble and virtuous is not to "love your enemies," which is truly an oxy-acetyline moron. That's right, tell 'em "oh, I love you, it's just yer filthy ideas I hate." "I'll pray for you every night, so that you see the light, like me! "That always goes over big. Sort of like the old saying "A soft answer turneth away wrath, and besides, it makes him madder than anything else you you could've said!" (Heh! Heh!)

Rather, true virtue is not to have any enemies. I'm not sure I can achieve that blissful state, but you guys are probably more soulful than I.

Hating sounds like a very exhausting activity. But perhaps it's unavoidable.