I mean, geez. It’s a terrible shame about Fred himself. He really does hate himself, although I love him. Because of a mess of biographical facts about him, he cannot accept the possibility of a loving orientation to the world anymore. Or it would take immense courage for him to do so. So let this be a lesson to all of you who have children in your lives: If they learn to fear love under your tutelage, they might not just grow up without it; they could well become forces for hate.