I see posts from ppl that HATE 45

[Ocelot II]

2. Hate takes too much energy.

I have been disgusted by Trump, but hate is exhausting and poisoning. I do pity him in a way, though, because his life must really suck despite all his wealth and influence.

This is a man who seems to have no joy in his life. His only pleasure, if you can even call it that, comes from putting down anyone who opposes him, which his father apparently taught him is winning - and losing is completely unthinkable. He doesn't seem to enjoy music or art; he doesn't go to plays or concerts; he doesn't appreciate nature; he doesn't even like pets; he doesn't read anything but news items about himself; he has no real friends, just toadies and hangers-on; his wife doesn't seem to especially like him and all of his wives have been nothing but arm-candy for him (and he cheated on all of them); his relationships with his oldest children are weird, to say the least, and he seems to have none at all with the youngest; he has no hobbies other than golf, at which he cheats because he always has to win; and he's so absurdly vain that he is said to need two hours to do his hair and makeup. Everything is superficial. He has to have the biggest, the best, the most expensive, the most ostentatious because he needs everyone to know that he's rich. His NYC apartment looks like Versailles redecorated by Saddam Hussein's pimp. He spends every waking hour fretting about the possibility that someone else might be richer, more powerful, more appreciated, more valued, and it drives him crazy.

I can't imagine a more miserable existence. He's a pathetic, wretched specimen, and so even though he has been an appallingly destructive force, I have to pity him at least a little, if only in the Buddhist sense of feeling compassion for all sentient beings. How sad it must be to live in a constant state of rage and envy. I wouldn't trade my life for his for anything.