I hate "groups", and I call them that for a reason explained shortly, that do not play their own music. I thought that was part of being a singer/songwriter, you had to be muliti-talented. You had to be able to sing and play and instrument at the same time, be it a guitar, a drum set, a keyboard, or even an acordian(yes there are bands with acordians, I know of at least 3). This hatred for groups contains most of todays "hit" music, be it rap or pop. I have a respect for grunge bands because at least they play musical instruments, they don't have to have fancy dance moves where you just shake your ass around so people don't realise that you can't sing. Did anybody say Milli Vanilli? Nevermind.
I hate stupid people, in all there colors and flavors. Be it the person with no common sense to the one who just doesn't remember anything that you said five minutes ago. I hate them all. But don't get me wrong, I do not think that the world is stupid people and smart people, far from it. The majority is stupid people yes, then the other minorities of normal people and smart people are left to try and control the damage. Anyone who ends an argument with "shut up" and a flurry of fists, to anyone who ever uttered the phrase "You're mamma so..."(and I know I gave them more grammar than they deserve even in that short statement) is stupid and should be delt with accordingly.
I hate small children with no respect for their elders. I was taught that if someone is older than you, they deserve respect and praise. But the recent generation of children are viscious self absorbed monkeys. Recently a small child probably no older than 10 told me some very nasty things that I am not going to repeat. For those of you that know me, this child must have had some vast store of courage. For those of you that don't know me, let me explain. In front of this calm collected mind of mine, there lies a large brute. I am not saying that I have anything in common with the Hulk but I am saying that I am not of short stature. The football coach pestered me for a year trying to get me to join the team. Does that help? And the fact that I have a large afro-like set of hair on my head and the fact that I have a moustache often makes me appear very tough and mean. But this man is a gentle giant. A pacifist(for you stupid people that means I don't fight at all). And so you now understand why a small child would need nerves of steel to tell me off.