OTOH, I am brimming full of tolerance. And not only am I tolerant, I go to extremes to protect you and your right to practice your faith. But that doesn't give you the right to impose, culturally or psuedo-legally, your beliefs on me.
And there-in lies your problem. You don't know who your allies are, and always paint yourself into a corner.
Last time I hated anyone was the 6th grade, I think. Mike Banks beat me up and I hated him for it.
Oh wait, when I was 18, I hated this guy who my girlfriend dated after we broke up. But, I didn't even know the guy, so I don't know if that counts as true “hate.”
Nope. I hate no one. Unless you use the liberal definition of hate as disagreeing on something.
Where do you get the idea that I want to “ impose, culturally or psuedo-legally,” my beliefs on you? How does one impose beliefs culturally, anyway? Sounds pretty paranoid.
I know who my allies are. And they are not those who equate me with the Taliban, who were no better than Nazis, if you ask me.