You can respect the existence of someone because you fear them.
You can respect the existence of someone because you love them.
You can respect the existence of a tree because it is solid.
You can respect the existence of an ignorant asshole because they are loud.
You can respect the existence of religion as a result of how it poisons the world.
You can respect the existence of E. coli because it can kill you.
You can respect the existence of an artist either because they are amazing or because they plague your life (ie: justin bieber) .
You can respect the existence of Mehmet because he smells of bullshit and reeks of stupidity and I wouldn't be surprised if he was a troll.
Respect does not imply that you like something... it is a statement of if you observe their presence and how highly you value that (and value is plenty often negative). That said... respect for something is often given as a basis for its being corporeal. While you might completely ignore someone for everything else, you'll at least not carelessly walk through them
You can respect the existence of someone because you love them.
You can respect the existence of a tree because it is solid.
You can respect the existence of an ignorant asshole because they are loud.
You can respect the existence of religion as a result of how it poisons the world.
You can respect the existence of E. coli because it can kill you.
You can respect the existence of an artist either because they are amazing or because they plague your life (ie: justin bieber) .
You can respect the existence of Mehmet because he smells of bullshit and reeks of stupidity and I wouldn't be surprised if he was a troll.
Respect does not imply that you like something... it is a statement of if you observe their presence and how highly you value that (and value is plenty often negative). That said... respect for something is often given as a basis for its being corporeal. While you might completely ignore someone for everything else, you'll at least not carelessly walk through them
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
