Well I, for one, do not hate the fellow, I just fail to see what he brings to the party. Or, indeed, what he's supposed to bring to the party.
Of course it's possible that I just have a blind sport. It's an affliction that can strike anyone. Why, do you know, I remember someone who could never appreciate the enormous contribution made by our red-haired Swedish genius! Imagine.
It was so much easier when it was all just the Soviet Bloc and you didn't have to care about silly, made-up places, wasn't it? They all p1ssed in the same pot and you could just ignore their petty differences. In general, I think I preferred it - although I'll grant you that the people living there probably didn't.