Hating Haters Gonna Hate

Every so often a new word or phrase becomes insanely popular with the "masses," that collection of unthinking  people (often with leftist leanings) who eschew individual responsibility and instead act as one. This bugs the hell out of me.

For a while now it has been all the rage to answer any kind of criticism or observation that is counter to one's thinking with the vapid and virtually meaningless response, "Haters gonna hate." This is patently ridiculous since one might dislike one thing -- let's say Hillary Clinton's candidacy for president -- and still love many other things, like Greek olives, fuzzy slippers, Maine Coon cats, red wine, foggy mornings, newborn babies, flying First Class, the sound of peepers on a warm  night, the paintings of Matisse, autumn, "The Great Gatsby," classical music, Yellowstone National Park, the ocean, old movies, Thanksgiving dinner, oriental rugs, dahlias, kayaking, hot showers and so on.

Voicing criticism of a shady politician duping a willing, dumb public does not make one a hater, merely a discerning voter. The response to such comments should be more along the lines of, "Oh, I see your opinion differs from mine."