No, it’s not what you think. I’ve gotten e-mails recently asking me why I “hate” Todd McFarlane or “hate” John Byrne or “hate” Marvel Comics.
Can we, y’know, retire that word except when and where it’s relevant?
I’m reminded of the exchange between Pete Lorre and Bogie in “Casblanca,” in which Lorre’s character says, “You despise me, don’t you, Rick.” To which Rick replies, “I don’t know. I suppose I would if I gave you any thought.”
Do you guys have ANY idea how much effort it is to hate someone? Really hate them?
No, I don’t hate Todd, no, I don’t hate John, no, I don’t hate anyone at Marvel. I can think of two, maybe three people in my life I’ve encountered personally that I truly hate. The thing is, if I really hate someone…I never talk about them. Because just bringing them up gets me so worked up that I can’t stand it.
Hatred’s a lot of work. I try to reserve my energies for other things.
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