My grandfather was mayor of a small town in rural America for three terms in the 70's and 80's. And every time he campaigned, he sat down for lunch with the person he was running against. And they did that every week. They didn't see each other as mortal enemies. They saw each other as humans. As people.

You say my comment is so out of touch it hurts. I could say the same of you. You are so blinded by hatred that you don't see other people as people. Maybe that was why I brought it up in the first place.

Keep up the hatred, let it gnaw at your soul, and devour you from within. Become the thing you despise so much. And pray you snap out of it before it's too late.