Proceed with caution, fellow haters.

A serious problem I’ve found with hating something or someone is you often become what you hate; or something much worse. This thought first came to me during the peak of Twilight's popularity, when rabid Twilight fans roamed the streets informing anyone who would listen (and those who wouldn’t) that they really enjoyed half naked vampires over half naked werewolves. This of course was extremely frustrating to those of us who didn't really care, (pretty much everyone). This resulted in an ever growing amount of anti-Twilight sentiment, which wasn't so bad at first. Eventually though, the most vehement among them began to drown out even the most fanatical of tween girls. There are only so many times someone can hear the phrase "Twilight is so freaking gay!" before they start to think even the disturbingly detailed descriptions of Taylor Lautner's washboard abs would have been preferable. Now, Twilight is only one example, but this can apply to haterism across the board. More and more I find that haters are often more annoying than the annoyance that caused their hate. So fellow haters, please heed my words and proceed with caution.