Most of the ‘enemies’ that I’ve had in life, and have had to deal with in a regular social setting, have been upgraded to another social ranking (either friend, acquaintance, or ‘I don’t hate you, but I’d just rather not talk to you if possible’); and this has been accomplished through prayer (Matthew 5:44), mild violence, and the united hatred of something greater than the other person. Granted, only one of those methods are decent and acceptable, but I am routinely neither of those things; I am but human, look at this tangle of thorns. The mild violence was incurred by someone who was hurting a friend–something I don’t take well, it was in high school, there was no bloodshed.

People are weird. I’ve never understood why people like to treat other people like crap all the time. I say this while knowing full well that my treatment of other people throughout the years has been less than spectacular at times. It all comes back to pride when you think about it, and that is the worst of all sins for a number of reasons. I often wonder if all people are even conscious of, or feel remorse over their actions toward others. I also often wonder if people think at all.

In other news, I’d much rather see “I Am Legend” even though there is a good chance that the movie won’t be as good as the book.