A love letter to Karl Rove

The Grit

Karl Rove: “The Internet for the Left of the Democratic Party has served as a way to mobilize hate and anger — hate and anger, first and foremost, at this President and Conservatives, but then also at people within their own party whom they consider to be less than completely loyal to this very narrow, very out-of-the-mainstream, very far Left-wing ideology that they tend to represent.”

Serenity

Dr. Mathias: [referring to Dr. Simon Tam who has just helped his sister, River Tam, escape] “Gave up a brilliant future in medicine as well. It’s madness.”
The Operative: “Madness?”
[Ambles over to the holographic projection of River and Simon escaping through an air vent]
The Operative: “Have you looked at this scan carefully, Doctor? At his face? It’s love, in point of fact. Something a good deal more dangerous.”

1 Corinthians

13 But now faith, hope, and love remain-these three. The greatest of these is love.

Dear Mr. Rove,

You recently described the blogs on the left as mobilized over “hate and anger.”

I know you didn’t mean it. It is just another of your Orwellian lies. But in case anyone on your side politically believes you, I thought I should explain the difference between love and hate.

Hate is telling someone who they can and cannot love and hold, in sickness and health and for better or worse.

Hate is accusing widows that they were happy when their husbands died in the attacks that your boss failed to take action to prevent despite numerous warnings he had received.

Hate is comparing the murder, rape, torture and degradation of fellow human beings as no different than a fraternity hazing.

Hate is lying to the nation in order to lead the people into an unjust and unnecessary war.

That is hate.

You see, I’m angry because I do love my country. I love her Constitution. I love her people in all their glorious variety.

If I did not love, I would not struggle so hard to stop you. I would simply walk away. I would be apathetic. I would surrender.

But I love.

I love my ability to speak my mind. I love my privacy. I love my daughters so I want them to be treated fairly and equally. I love peace. I love my friends. I love the truth. I love scientific discovery.

You fight for the things you hold dear: your brothers in arms; your family; your nation; your liberty.

You mistake us, sir. We do not hate. We love. And that should frighten you.