Hate is an ugly emotion. Hate is a burning black ball that lives inside of you, slowly growing until it consumes you and you become nothing but hate itself. Then you move to a secluded wood and live in a big gingerbread house where you try to lure lost children into your oven. Your skin turns green and you send nasty, smelly flying monkeys after innocent girls who are just trying to get back to Kansas. You make fur coats out of puppies. Yes, hate is bad. Hate leads to fear which leads to anger which leads to you getting your limbs severed by Ewan McGregor and the emperor turning you into Darth Stumpy.