Yesterday I counseled hatred for Jared Lee Loughner, and I have to retract that- I dislike and don’t do hatred. At least, I work very hard to try to avoid it.

See, if I had a houseful of cats, or a barnload of chickens, and there was a coyote and a fox, I’d shoot them both in a new york minute. But I wouldn’t hate them- in fact, I love dogs, and would be sad to have to destroy them- but the good of my chickens comes before the predator.

I’m not going to counsel hatred; instead, I’d like for this guy to be taken down like a mad dog, like a predator in a target rich environment. To hate someone- anyone, I think- is wrong. Better to dispassionately eliminate the threat from our society and thus be shut of the whole menace.