Why? Why? Why?

I keep wondering about people that focus on what they hate rather than on what they love. About other people. And about life. Why? Why? Why? Yes, I keep asking. Wouldn’t they be much happier if they counted the reasons to love? And then actually did it. While more or less ignoring what they hate. Because hate drags one down. Into the pits. While love elevates the soul. Makes one feel good. Of course, it could be that some who hate find it impossible to love. Which would be tragic. A waste of life. Some people tell me they like to vent their hate. Put it into words. That it’s a nice release. Of stuff stored up inside ‘em. But my response is, why even allow one’s self to hate? –Jim Broede