What does it mean when someone is trying to explain to you how wonderful Person is, and they then tell you “Person meets with a lot of hatred?”
This as an explanation for why I should materially injure animals who are totally dependent on me on Person’s behalf.
I just wonder.
My bi-polar brother-in-law does not meet with a lot of hatred.
Nor does my friend on crutches for life from spinal injuries, my cousin with ms, my late aunt who was hospitalized for depression, or my legally blind sister. Or a constant stream of people in my age cohort who were the last of the lot to encounter polio.
My first boss couldn’t stand up without leg braces and two canes and basically people worshipped her.
I mean, even the in-your-face neighbor guy cruising in the wheelchair has never managed to rise above being occasionally annoying. — he has a tendency to want you to stand in the street talking forever, and sometimes groceries, or (in the day) babies, need to get inside.
I can’t even think of anyone I know or have known that I would describe in those terms.
A lot of hatred? How interesting.