mold anyone?

I was looking at a kitchen magazine and they had some lovely cheese tags. The picture reminded me of an anecdote from when I was younger.
I was at Bruno's waiting on my mother. She was having lunchmeats cut for us and I was looking at the cheeses as I always did. I liked to squeeze them trying to find out how soft they were. I liked Mozzarella far before I ever tried it simply because it was so soft.
Well, I found a cheese that was moldy. I was embarrassed to think that they were so careless as to let their cheeses go bad like that.
I brought the cheese to a baker and he took it with a knowing, amused, and puzzled look. It was as though he wanted to laugh at me with disdain. I thought he was arrogant not to be grateful I spared them from embarrassment.
I went back to the rack and found another. I returned to the baker and gave that one to him as well.
I did find more, and in irritation I wrote them off as ignorant and left the rest.
I bet the cheese was Blue Cheese, on further reflection.

Do you really 'hate'?

There is a statement a friend made that I was only recently reminded about. He said
"If I really hate someone I would be willing to kill them; and if I love them, I would die for them."
How often do we hear, or worse, say, "I hate (him/her)" What is worse, sometimes we entertain thoughts of disdain and consider ourselves justified, never realizing how wrong it is even though we did not externalize the thoughts.
I recall being upset about someone using foul language because they were angry. Then I realized that sometimes when I am upset I am cruel. There really is no difference. One says it while the other acts it out.
The Bible says in 1 John 3:15
'Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer: and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him.'