
I was reading Viktor Frankl's Man's Search For Meaning a few months ago and I was struck by many conflicting emotions. At first, I was angered by the actions of the Nazis. Then I was depressed how so many people with good hearts and good intentions would allow so much hatred to enter their hearts and justify the persecution, torture and murder of others. Lastly, I had the unexpected impression that I'd rather be the Jew in the concentration camp than the Nazi who was abusing him there.
Anyway it was a remarkable book.
Where was I going with this? Oh, yeah. Fighting fire with fire usually ends with everybody and everything getting burned. Use water. Using hatred to fight against hatred only infects those armed with the hate. Before you know it, they have destroyed all around them as well as themselves. Use love and forgiveness.