Is it possible to be a decent person and a nice person? A loving misanthrope? Can you be a good friend and a puller of few punches? (from Jezebel)
This was a great bit of question put forth today, and a toughie, and what i wrestle with the most in interacting with the world.
I have a few friends who are genuinely good nice people, and I know that is not me. I have too much of a cold streak to actually count as a loving person. I try to be good though. I try not to talk too much crap about other people. I try to be helpful where i can. I also try not to let myself be treated poorly.
I love this idea of a loving misanthrope, because that speaks to me and how i feel about the world.