There comes a time in everyones life when they come to hate or sometimes even learn to hate a particular person or thing. Whether it be that boy or girl in high school that was better in sports, or the boy who started dating the girl you were planning on asking to prom, to the person who got the promotion at work over you. If we all took the time to think back I am sure we can all recall a time where we despised a situation or an individual. Take for instance the writing by William Hazlitt entitled “On the Pleasure of Hating”, which includes many examples of how people get pleasure out of other peoples misery or defeat. However, I do not agree on most of the points made in the writing of Hazlitt.
I find it disheartening that any one individual would take pleasure in another individuals’ pain, suffering, or sometimes even loss. To quote Hazlitt “Nature seems (the more we look into it) made up of antipathies; without something to hate, we should lose the very spring of thought and action. For example, when two people wed there is a fleeting feeling of joy, but nothing compared to the joy or peak of interest one feels when a couple divorces. However, I believe that curiosity gets the better of people and can be misconstrued to be a form of hate. Another example would be the girl that has to ask around as to what color gown her nemesis is wearing to the prom, then goes out and buys the same color gown. This is a mere form of flattery, not hatred. Sometimes we get caught up in the drama of a situation and then let it snowball so that it appears there is jealousy or animosity.
Furthermore, Hazlitt states “We hate old friends: we hate old books: we hate old opinions; and at last we hate ourselves.” We may grow apart from that old friend, but memories live on and on. I do not regret or hate any relationships that I have formed in the past. I think this statement is way off base. After all, people are brought...