When Love Pules & Whines

   ACCENTUATE the NEGATIVE
         (Positive's a Piece of Cake.)
 
“I hate you all,” I tell my students at
the end of class, and they laugh and
laugh.
 
No! No!  I’m serious:
ya’ll are not-me
how could I love you?
 
Alien. Other. Strange. Else.
NO!  Man IS an island.
 
We may get along—but:
not hate?
 
Hate makes decent descriptive
sense. Look  around. Check it
out.  It’s the denial and cover-up
that generates the bozone
 
Hate’s the given for like if not
love to over come.  Count the
ways. 
 
“Your goodness must have edge to it,”
says Ralph Emerson, “Else it is none.
The doctrine of hatred,” he says, “must
be preached as the counteraction of the
doctrine  of love when that pules and whines.”
 
Puling and whining. 
Just asking for it.