Why do haters like to hate? Even now I am sitting here looking out the windows on a gorgeous sunny morning and my brow is furrowed, lips slightly pursed and brain twisted. I am trying to write a post about haters and here I am hating on the haters. I guess it’s like a shame spiral.
I just read an article on philly.com’s Living section (philly.com is the website companion to The Philadelphia Inquirer and The Daily News newspapers in the Philadelphia area) about Bruce Springsteen’s daughter riding in the very prestigious Grand Prix event at the Devon Horse Show. It was a nice little piece about an extremely talented young woman. She is one of the best in the nation and she also attends Duke, majoring in psychology. The few comments there were were almost all about how she is rich and can do what she wants. Lovely.
As I read the comments (and made a few of my own) I started to realize what haters are really all about.
Haters clomp onto a subject matter that is not even relevant to the topic and then proceed to spew their misinformed opinion about the entire topic, never stopping to realize that they are not even being topical let alone knowledgeable. They they create a paper podium to stand on/behind not stopping to realize that a bright five year old could tear it all down in a matter of seconds with actual knowledge. I should be able to ignore them knowing that they really have nothing to stand on and are probably not very bright.
But I can’t. They make me mad and I feel the need to educate even though I know it will probably do no good at all. Haters don’t take education very well. It might open their minds and then they would have to think more. Ew.
So how do you handle haters; ones that directly hate something you wrote or haters you read about elsewhere?