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What a load of nonsense! If someone's all about chanting slogans and reciting a small bit of dogma, then why wouldn't they despise you, since, "Three legs good, two legs bad!" or "Sticking feathers up you ass does not make you a chicken!", so hating you is nothing but supportive of keeping busy with their own shit.
But that certainly doesn't mean that their game has to be so crude and dumb. Alternatively, if some people dream of being company men, then they have keep vigilant for the possibility that the spirit driving company men to excellence will be poisonned, hamstrung and turned in against itself! They have to watch their fucking backs, because even if they're exceptional company men who are chock full of brotherly love for their fellow company men, and are determined not only to kick some serious, serious fucking ass as company men themselves, but are even also so selfless as to be determined to give support for those fellow company men that they're discovering, through general goodwill, through general valiant determination to help their fellow man, and yet, their noble, loving efforts could be hacked to bits by the forces of perversion, they could be vomited on with acid, and poison and hate and vitriol when they're fellow company man who they've discovered throws away his mission to be a righteous company man by forgetting they're sex/gender, by spitting on silence and denying the existance of chromosomes, motivated by their hate for other sciences like marketting analysis, and by their hatred and jealously of kick-ass guys who are focussed on pristinely concrete, logical, orderly stuff like finance, or anything in that whole range, and so how can they not rally behind smitings against those out to defile objectivity, science, masculine-logic, purpose, order, and biological fucking reality?