El Vieño:
In my belief system, it's impossible to love if you cannot hate, and vice versa. Just like if you believe in the christian god, you by default, believe in the debil. Opposites are all over the place.
Also, I practically gag whenever I see people say that hate's too strong of a word and then imply that they'd never have the nerve to use such abhorrence.
I agree. Hate, believe it or not, makes the world go round. For example, I had a job once that was in a retail store. I worked in the warehouse, busted ass bigtime, got paid shit and was treated like shit. The only thing that kept me there, is that I needed a second job at the time, and I loved working with the other guys in the warehouse - we gave new definition to the word "slack", and I touched up on my baseball skills. Other than the laid back enviornment, it was hell. I was constantly busting back and forth, breaking my back lifting product and unloading trucks, and every 15 minutes one manager or another would come back asking why we're not working harder, faster, getting them "outta here on time" when said individuals wouldn't dirty their blue button up shirts to help the process. ONE time, the GM helped out by taking product out of the boxes, and stocking them.
The GM was the biggest prick I've ever met, and once he transferred I hear that he learned what "discrimination" really meant. I was constantly yelled at over the pettiest of shit. "You left the power lift on, and you walked away? Do you have any ideas the dangers of this?" Referring to walking 10 feet away, still in line of site of said equipment with no one around it, to grab a 2 wheel dolly. "You don't greet the customers when they come in." I said in response, "Well, actually I have be..." "NO YOU HAVEN'T, YOU JUST MISSED THAT LAST ONE, DON'T TELL ME YOU'VE BEEN DOING YOUR JOB THIS WHOLE TIME!" Referring to a time when I filled in at Loss Prevention, which it turns out, isn't supposed to watch for potential theives, but greet them as they come in, and say goodbye as they leave.
Oh I could go on. But the GM was a GIGANTIC prick to those who worked for him, even those who kissed his ass in an effort to avoid an ass chewing. I noticed that they were more likely to get an ass chewing, because they'd take whatever he'd dish out. I wasn't his favorite to say the least, and I found that barking back reveals a false threat. So, I was left alone and from then on, I sat back and watched. I did see a method to that madness. Not one person failed to show up for a shift without calling in 2 hours ahead of time, and it was rare that they even called in. No one questioned his authority, tried to undermine it, or go over his head like I've seen at my other job so many times. Things were, sad to say, in order. Shit got done in a timely fashioned, and although we screwed around by playing football in the warehouse, it was a smooth operation. And, in more lax situations that I've seen (i.e. GM goes on vacation) things tend to slip. Then he has back logged bitching to catch up on.
But myself as a supervisor, I see no need to be a dick. I can be if I need to be, but if you have the respect of your workers - which some you'll never gain just because you're above them - you can make the world turn without putting the hammer down. The overall point I guess, is that I see necessity in Hate. The world isn't peaceful. You'll never convice everyone to get along. You wouldn't have comedy without hate or conflict. There'll always be those who can only hate, love, and hate those who hate.
So, bring it on Music Scene. Hate away!